I’m married to a man the same height as me. Absolutely zero regrets. He’s kind and funny, and my favorite person.
The only thing I’m slightly jealous of is that I might not be able to wear my husband’s ribcage as armor should I outlive him the way that women with taller husband’s can. But that’s life! I love my husband more than I desire widow armor.
Thanks! As far as I know I made it up, but it wouldn’t surprise if the concept has appeared elsewhere.
The height preference thing always kinda reminded me of orcs or amazons and I figured those archetypal societies would do something like that… plus I saw an opportunity to make a joke. I’m glad you enjoyed it!
Also I really enjoyed the picture you painted with it! That was a fun read. I hope you find that badass lady to wear your ribcage in battle one day!