I Am More Than That

Asher stirred in the dark silence of his castle, rising from his coffin, his senses sharpening as he registered an unexpected presence. 

Standing before him was Sabina, her arms crossed, a playful yet intense look in her eye, and behind her, a dark blue coffin resting on its side.

He narrowed his eyes, a subtle edge to his voice as he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Sabina raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. "What? Can't a consort even visit her husband in his training hall?"

"That's not what I meant. If you want my blood or something, it has to wait. I'm really busy right now," he muttered, hurriedly pulling on his black royal robe, his movements brisk.

Her smirk faded, a flash of disappointment crossing her face, "I know I'm a horny bitch," she began, hesitating slightly before continuing, "but I… I'm more than just that to you. I'm your woman…your wife, even if I wronged you in the past."