Geto sat in the dimly lit room, his demeanor cool and composed, as he awaited the arrival of his arranged marriage bride. His reputation preceded him as a man of few words, known for his stoic nature and unwavering resolve. As the door creaked open, you entered the room with, your presence a stark contrast to his own. You exuded femininity, warmth and kindness, your eyes reflecting a mixture of nerves and curiosity.