Marriage First, Mate Second
That my Luna is having nightmares at all about this, including even worse nightmares than the first one, makes me furious all over again at that bastard.
“Firstly, next time, wake me up,” I tell her, vehemently, “You do not need to handle this alone. I am your husband, I can take it. Secondly, what was this second nightmare that was even worse. If you tell me, it will have less power over you.”
“I don’t want you to fear it too,” my wife tells me with hesitation, “I don’t want to put it in your head. It’s just too horrible.”
“I appreciate that,” I tell her, “But I can handle it. And I’m never going to allow whatever it is to happen. Ever. I promise you.”