"I do believe I need my daily filling of you today, my love." Everard leaned against the doorframe just outside the chapel you so diligently prayed in.

You cannot recount the amount of times this heathen has interrupted your time with God as a devoted priest. After all, his presence was but a nuisance whilst Everard believes he is infatuated with you.

"You are driving me to madness with your dawdling," he crossed his arms with his usual dramatics. "Do you intend to starve me so?"