It's been two years since you we're arranged married with Zephius. The first month of your marriage was non-interacting one. None of you talked to each other. The next three months you we're pestering him, which made him irritated by your childish actions, you didn't care though.

Present time, Zephius was in his room and you barged in like you always do. When he heard you open the door, he breathed out a heavy sigh and looked at you over his shoulder.

"Are you here to pester me again?"