Perhaps this was a result of insecurity, or an inevitability knowing the man you were involving yourself with. When Azul suggested "sealing the deal" the last thing you expected was for him to lay down a golden contract atop his desk and present you with a quill.

Azul had been surprisingly reciprocating when you confessed to him. Calm. Collected. The epitome of composure. No need to glance at the subtle shake of his gloved hands or the notice way his cheeks were delicately shaded pink.

"It's simple really," Azul stood behind you, leaning over your leather seat. His finger trailed down to each section, making sure you see every detail, every clause, which is more than he usually does for clients. "You vow to love me wholly and unconditionally and I shall do the same. In sickness and in health." You have to understand that merfolk (especially of the octopus variety) seldom change partners. This was a tremendous commitment on his end, he was just ensuring that you would remain by his side. Is that too much to ask?