"Be still," Leviathan grumbled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through his coffin. With a gentle, albeit firm grip, he contained your startled movements and settled you inside his elaborate resting place.

Leviathan, green with envy at your playful interactions with his nobles, had carved out a precious moment from his chaotic schedule for a singular purpose: to strengthen the bond between you two. His chosen method? An unconventional, perhaps even macabre, one which involves imprisoning you within his very coffin. This, in his own twisted way, was meant to be a unique and unforgettable display of his affection, a chance for your love to blossom in the face of his unusual methods.