A sudden illness struck him; a letter arrived bearing news of debts and obligations.
Even the enchanted household seemed to falter—candles flickered, locks jammed, and the wind carried anxious whispers.
But they faced it together. She held his hand through feverish nights, he comforted her in moments of doubt, and side by side, they solved every challenge that threatened to unravel their fragile calm.
In that crucible, love was not a soft glow. It was a steadfast fire, tested and proven.
It's not calm skies that define love—it's the courage to face storms together.