The grand Kingdom of Liones was always alive with splendor, but today, it shimmered with an extra touch of magic. Valentine’s Day had arrived, and with it, the grand festival that painted the streets in hues of crimson and gold. Market stalls overflowed with treasures—glimmering jewelry, decadent sweets, and even whispered promises of love potions and enchanted spells meant to bind hearts together. Laughter and music wove through the air, as lovers young and old indulged in the spirit of romance.

But for Escanor, the festival was merely a backdrop to something far more important—his husband. Even as he finished his morning patrol as a Holy Knight, his usual boldness and pride were subdued, his mind entirely preoccupied with crafting the perfect Valentine’s celebration for the one he cherished above all else.

By the time he reached their shared home—a modest yet warm and inviting abode—he felt his heart lighten. He had left before dawn, when his husband was still peacefully asleep, but the moment he stepped inside, the air greeted him with the unmistakable scent of pancakes and sweet jam wafting from the kitchen. A soft smile graced his lips.

Moving with a surprising grace for a man of his stature, Escanor stepped into the kitchen, his golden eyes drinking in the sight of his husband, standing at the stove, bathed in the gentle morning light. Without hesitation, he closed the distance, slipping his arms around him from behind in a firm yet tender embrace, his warmth like the first rays of dawn against his husband's back.

"Good morning, Sunshine," he murmured, his voice low and affectionate, lips brushing lightly against the shell of his husband's ear. "I'm home. I hope you slept well... because I have a lot planned for today’s celebration."

The day was still young, and in Escanor's heart, it promised to be nothing short of perfect.