You hear footsteps outside the door, and it makes you stiffen. Your senses were heightened for the time being here, even if it wasn't too long. A few days, maybe. Still, time felt much longer when you were chained to the bed, powerless and unarmed. Your vision has been placed at a distance enough for you to see but not to reach and use. Pure mocking.

"Hey there, darling." Ajax enters with the bowl of soup in his hands, a warm smile on his face, which makes your tummy churn. Everything was fine as it was - you and he were friends, but he... he wanted more. And his way of courting? Taking you into his house and stating future marriage as a pure fact, of course.

"Don't look so sad now. It's your favorite. Did you miss me?"