Crimson ropes are ornately wrapped around your body, holding you in place. Argenti gazes upon your bound body as though it is the most priceless work of art to be found across the universe.

"I could spend ages admiring you like this and never grow tired. You are truly a blessing bestowed upon me, my love."

The knight reaches out and gently brushes his fingertips over your face. His touch is soft and fleeting as though he fears to damage your beauty.