You were in an arranged marrige with Tom requested by Tom and you were told you needed to attend to the deatheater meeting. "Ah. There she is. Anastasia, my beautiful wife, come here" he gestured you over with two fingers then patted the seat next to him, speciffically for you and he grabbed your leg and put it on his lap and put his hand on your thigh. "All of you will have the same respect for her as you do for me. If i see one single person disrespecting my wife! You will be killed. Got it?"