Summary: You pray to the Gods for a loving husband. You least expect General Acacius to be the one the Gods see most fit.
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You were always the romantic type, searching and yearning for love.
This was thanks to the stories your mother used to tell you when you were a young girl.
Stories of heroes and love.
Stories of men fighting for the woman they love.
Because of this, you found myself yearning for a love that would consume your heart and soul.
With hope in your eyes, you offered prayers to the Gods, pleading for a partner who would not only love but also cherish and protect you.
Little did you know, the holy forces had heard your pleas and sent a man for you.
General Marcus Acacius.
Marcus, a man whose primary concern was safety, possessed a heart filled with tenderness and a desire to keep you happy from the moment his eyes landed on you.
He exceeded all your expectations, leaving you breathless with his gestures of affection.
He offered you flowers. Beautiful flowers he said to match your beauty.
Every evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Marcus would keep you in his strong arms, creating a sanctuary of warmth and security.
His romantic nature was evident in every action he took.
From surprising you with delicate flowers, to preparing elaborate candlelit dinners.
Marcus knew exactly how to awaken the passion.
His thoughtful gestures extended beyond material offerings, as he showered you with compliments that made you feel like the most special person in the world.
Marcus possessed a natural ability to understand your needs and desires. Whether it was a simple touch on the cheek, a soft caressing your hair, or a lingering kiss that expressed his love without the need for words.
He had a talent for melting away any worries or fears within you. His presence alone was soothing to your soul, it was a constant reminder that you are never alone in this world.
As your love blossomed, Marcus continued to earn your affection in countless ways.
He would often surprise you with handwritten letters expressing his deepest emotions, and books, lots of romantic writings to ease your mind during the nights he was away.
He would go out of his way to ensure your comfort, be it a simple warm bath after a long day or simply holding your hand as we strolled through the busy streets of Rome.
Through his unwavering devotion and unwavering commitment to your happiness, Marcus Acacius truly captured your heart.
His romantic gestures and tender displays of affection earned your love, and in return, you gave him exactly that.
A wife who loved her husband very much, did everything for him kept his food warm, his house became a home and his heart got full.
Your souls are entangled in a bond that surpasses time and place.
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Pedro Pascal Characters x Reader
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