This is perfect. Alistair thought as moonlight streamed through red curtains onto golden sheets.
Artemis was still asleep, his wife was still asleep in his arms, something that he would never have though could have happened to him when they met.
He was still looking at her in wonder when she turned over, wincing at the light trying to wake her up.
"Alis… hmmm…" she moved closer as he wrapped an arm around her.
Kissing her head he whispered to her "I love you, always."