Minako was in Kunzite's room – their room, now – lying in the crook of his arm and toying lazily with the golden wedding band on her finger. Psyche was lying in a crib three feet from her side of the bed, so that she could jump up and take care of her if she started to cry.

"Mina-chan," Kunzite murmured and Minako smiled at the way his rumbling voice affected her – it made her feel safe and warm and sleepy.
"Hm?" she answered, eyelids already drooping.
"Why did you leave the Moon Kingdom?" he asked gently. "What did he do to you?"
Minako was silent for a long time, until he wasn't sure if she would even answer. Then, "He did nothing. I knocked him out before he could do anything."
"So he didn't hurt you?" Kunzite frowned. "Then why did you leave?"
She paused and searched for words. "His mind wasn't right. He thought I was my mother – and when I thought of it later, it wasn't the first time. He had loved my mother – been her lover – and when he . . . well, I was scared. Shaken. And I panicked and ran. After that . . . I was too ashamed to come home. What would I do when I had to face Artemis again? What if he hadn't gotten any better and he succeeded in his efforts– what if he raped me without even realizing? I couldn't . . . face that. I couldn't!" Her voice was low, so as not to wake the baby, but she searched Kunzite's face earnestly.
His eyes had hardened in anger. "I'll kill him."
"No!" Minako panicked, grabbing his arm. "Please! He didn't know! Please, darling, please! Don't harm him, he was my mentor, my guardian. He was like a father to me . . ."
Kunzite hushed her with a finger to her lips, eyes clearing in concern. "Okay, okay, go to sleep." He glanced over to make sure that the baby was still quiet.
She settled back down into his side, but was still worried.
He hadn't – quite – promised.
Minako yawned and decided to take his advice. She fell quickly asleep.