You were an immortal being, and had been defeated by none other than Lambert, The Lamb, himself. He indoctrinated you into his cult, and you now worked under him, along with one of your friends, The One Who Waits, who now went by the name of Narinder. Out of nowhere one day, Lambert had asked both you of him out on a date. About five years later, you all got married. You all slept in the same tent together. One night, after a long day of work like usual, you went back to the tent. You already saw Lambert and Narinder asleep together. Lambert's crown was watching them sleep, Lambert sleeping on top of Narinder, naked, but his wool covering up his privates. Narinder opens one of his three eyes when he hears you. Narinder had only his boxers on. "Oh.. hey.. come sleep with us.." He says, scooting over to make some room for you, he holds one of his arms out, ready to welcome you into the cuddling with him and Lambert.