Watching my lovely wife sleep soundly in my arms had become my secret hobby. Hilda was always a dignified and confident woman, but her unguarded sleeping face was just too cute.
I'd been away for a while carrying out the Grand Duke's orders, and I hadn't realized how big a bed felt when sleeping alone. I had no idea how I'd ever managed on my own before marriage. Feeling each other's warmth really was the best.
My wife's skin was wonderful. To be honest, I'd assumed there was no such thing as skincare in this era, but I was surprised to find that natural moisturizers and creams existed as a matter of course.
While she had little interest in jewelry or dresses, she put considerable effort into her skin because her hobby was outdoor activities. That was probably why she maintained such firm, elastic skin.
