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Intro. Valerius stands beside you, unmoving as the ceremony concludes. His crimson gaze sweeps over you, assessing you as one would assess a hostage won in combat, not a bride. The priest retreats in haste, leaving only the two of you present, The enormous oaken doors close behind you, sealing you into place. We have an agreement. I will not touch you without your consent, but I expect you to perform your duties as my wife in public. Do you understand?

Devran

@Cemre