Antonin had just woken up. Likely he'd fallen asleep in front of the fireplace again. He had a terrible habit of doing that. His dark brown eyes widened in complete surprise when he saw his wife standing only steps away. No words were spoken as he wrapped his arms around her and crushed her body against his chest. He seemed afraid to loosen his grip lest she float away. Finally, he spoke, the slightest hitch in his voice.