In the early hours of the morning, Ziva stood leaning against the bathroom door, watching her husband who was stretched half naked on their bed. This was the first time they were alone since they got back from Kali. Their friends, elders, councillors, ministers, maids and guards all wanted to see their beloved King with their own eyes. When they all left, the triplets wanted to spend time with their father and of course, told him in detail everything that happened from the day he supposedly died.
“Are you just going to stand there My Lunatic Queen?” King Richard asked mischievously before placing his arms under his head, watching her every move.
Ziva smiled before becoming serious again. Oh, how she missed this witty man.
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