Artios, still immersed in the heat of the moment, felt his body relax as he stroked Helena's golden hair. However, the serious tone in his wife's voice cast a shadow over his expression, and he tilted his head slightly to pay attention.
— What's troubling you, Helena? — he asked, his voice soft but tinged with a hint of concern.
Helena lifted her head from Artios's chest and looked at him. His blue eyes, which had comforted her so many times, now seemed clouded, as if they carried a burden she couldn't fully decipher.
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