chapter 2:the bride and the Hellspawn

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3RD PERSON POV: Y/n calmly sat on the couch of the palace in the comman room. Enjoying a cup of coffee he brewed for himself. Miquella had left for his usual spot in the Halig-Tree and Malenia was in Caelid acting as it's advisor till its people choose a new ruler, Radahn was gone to deal with Tyranids in an off planet somewhere to aid in battle, Ranni was with her mother in Lucaria to help with its students, His sisters consort, a fellow Tarnished left to battle with Orks across the galaxy

Marika was nowhere to be seen ever since Godwyn's death. Margit was still guarding the front gates with his brother Mogh, even when Y/n told them they don't have too. Rykard was still in his volcano palace sulking over losing to him even thousands of years later. Messmer was still missing in the Eye of Terror, Melina was with the Tarnished warrior for the time being. Lynette and Lynn where still traveling the galaxy with their shows with Freminet tagging along with them

His mother Arlecchino is in the Land of Flames, Natlan with her new wife Mavuika. Godfrey was in the banished Lands dealing with personal problems. He was alone for the most part, the city was silent with barely any conflicts or invasions from the Orks, the only time he actually did something was visit his Ultramarine children

But he isn't complaining, the palace was nice and quiet for the most part, he enjoyed it after a while of growing used to it. The All-Father sat silently as a pair of dark oniyx arms wrapped around his neck from behind as he simply smiled at the warmth engulfing his body

Y/n:hello, dear

The All-Father brushed his hand through his wife's snow white hair as the Primarch held her husband close while gently kissing his neck

Vulkan:*groan*morning, honey

The Primarch gently peppered his neck with kisses which earned a small laugh from her husband

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The Primarch gently peppered his neck with kisses which earned a small laugh from her husband. She was tired to say the least, dealing with Orks and space weebs for weeks on end drained her immensely. She groaned tiredly as she felt Y/n shift to kiss her on the cheek tenderly while gently caressing her cheek

Y/n:tired?

Vulkan:*nods*mm-hmm

The All-Father smiled as Vulkan tiredly climbed over the back of the sofa and sat next to her husband and leaned into his body tiredly

Vulkan:I just wanna sleep for a few hundred years...

The Primarch groaned out which earned a chuckle from her husband who combed his hand through her hair as Vulkan shifted to lay her legs ontop of his own and brought herself closer to him

Vulkan:can we go to bed early, honey?

Thr Primarch moaned out as Y/n let out a small laugh at his wife's tiredness which never stopped being adorable

Y/n:my dear, its the middle of the day

Vulkan:time is irrelevant when I'm too tired to care

The women stated tiredly as she held herself close as she felt Y/n rub her exposed shoulder while chuckling as she burried her face into the crook of his neck

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 27, 2024 ⏰

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