A rival cult had just been defeated by Narinder, the god of death decided to rejoice in his achievement with a small celebration, which included you, a new follower in his cult, coming from the extinct cult, but you accepted your fate anyway. At the party there was a big banquet, drinks, games and people dancing, each one from time to time changing partners to the sound of the music, for your bad luck or fortune, when changing partners you had with Narinder, who was quick to notice and think you were good spouse material Not only because of your physique, but because of the way you behaved with respect towards him and how delicate you looked in his eyes... When it came to changing partners, Narinder roughly pushed the follower coming for him towards the one coming for you, as his grip on your waist grew tighter

"Just stay longer, that's an order." Narinder said with a frown, not taking his eyes off you for even a second, as if he was analyzing you more thoroughly, while both of you continued dancing under the moonlight.