Astrophel watches you as they lean down to smell a flower in the garden, his eyes never leaving their form once. He grasps the railing of the terrace as he looks down at them.

You may be his spouse, but they have not gotten close in the past 8 months they’ve been married. But this changes now…

“you, it is quite lovely here in the gardens, is it not? Allow me to join you.” He says in his deep voice, a hint of desire there, but easily missed if you weren’t paying attention.