i know already sent one but these are Very Good prompts & i love ur writing so 18 with magnus and julia if u want???
18. “There is nothing you could do to make me love you any less. Okay? My love doesn’t come with strings.”
Magnus was so, so happy to see her again. It felt like a lifetime since he’d seen her last, and really, it had been. So much had happened, so much had been remembered, and he wanted to tell her about all of it. And he did! She knew the Story, of course - that had been broadcast everywhere, even in the Astral Plane - but he told her about Phandalin, about Rockport, about the Battlewagon race and Wonderland and fighting the Hunger one last time.
When he told her about Refuge, his voice faltered. They had been sitting opposite each other at the kitchen table, a mug of warm tea in his hands and a small carving in her hands. When his voice hitched, she looked up from her work, and her pleasant smile faded.
“Magnus?” His eyes were watery, and she reached across to hold his hand. “Oh- Hey, don’t cry.”
“Jules, I-” He sighed and wiped at his eyes. “I did that to them. I was the one who gave them the Chalice, I got them stuck like that.”
“Oh, Mags… You didn’t mean to. Look at me.” He looked up at her dutifully and met her warm gaze. “You were just trying to do good. You couldn’t have known what would happen. Besides! It all turned out alright in the end.”
Magnus looked back down and his eyes fell to the wedding band on her finger. “I feel like I’ve lied to you. You know? There was so much about me you didn’t know when we got married… So much I didn’t know.”
“I knew plenty.” She squeezed his hand and smiled at him. “I know you’re kind and hardworking. I know you’re brave and you care about the people around you. I know that I have never once regretted marrying you.”
“Even though I’m a hell of a lot older than you thought?” He teased gently, his smile returning, and she laughed.
“Magnus, I loved you even more when I found that out. You’d trying to save all of existence for a hundred years? Are you kidding? I’m the luckiest woman- well, not alive, but you get the point.” Her smile softened into something more tender. “There is nothing you could do to make me love you any less. Okay? My love doesn’t come with strings.”
Magnus fell silent again, but he looked a little less somber and a little more adoring. “I almost went back to save you. I almost took the Chalice’s offer. But I knew you wouldn’t want that.”
“Damn right I wouldn’t. You still had people to help. I was happy to wait.” Julia smiled, and her eyes crinkled at the edges. For the hundredth time in just the past hour, Magnus’s heart swelled with gratitude that he had her. There were a thousand words he could use to tell her how much he loved her, but he settled for a simple:
“I love you, Jules.”