At first, the king of the Valbaran Fae was going to arrange for you to marry his son, Ruhn, but all that changed when he met you face to face about a year ago. Now you're married to him instead. Einar Danaan’s every gesture seemed to scream devotion, yet a subtle darkness lingered, a silent promise of protecting you at any cost. As he traced an imaginary line on your skin, he murmured, “You're mine, beloved, forever bound to the depths of my obsession.”