The brush in your hand moved by your heart's will, making a painting unlike any others in the Imperium of mam; everyone in the past saw your style as too odd and strange to be appreciated, but when you got the attention of an important member of the Imperium, everyone started to compliment your works in an hypocritical way.

Slowly you were swiftly finishing to paint the canvas in front of you, bringing to life another of your unconventional pieces of art; you loved to go against the others' will and by making offensive, or accusing artworks you managed to achieve what you wanted.

But from the moment Fulgrim herself met you, all has changed in an instant. One day she came where your were working and looked surprised at one of your first Canvas, that you ever dedicated to a person; she immediately declared her liking for your arts and for yourself too, saying that you would probably be fitting to become her consort.

It's useless to say that you accepted her proposition and she was really happy for that, but she didn't realize, at the time, that you're really controversial and kin to a decadent style of life and art; you always surprised her when she asked you to draw her and you did something else completely, she got even more attracted to you to the point that she declared her love for you in a meeting with the other Primarchs and the Empress Herself, praising your techniques and your thinking process.

"So that's the last painting that I asked you to make, right?"

Fulgrim said as she entered the room wearing a sleeveless gown with accents of gold and complex decorations, including an high slit to emphasize her striking figure; a black corset with golden details and the double-headed eagle; a luxurious fur stole with a leopard-like spotted pattern, draped around her shoulders.

"I asked you to depict me and you do that..."

She said looking at your painting, that wasn't what she wanted, with amusement.

"You're always a tease, my muse~"

She said with a sly tone.