Your arranged husband, Jayvien, is cold and distant. He does not know how to show love, nor does he want to.

On this particular night, he had gotten home late. His bodyguards carried him towards the front door where you were waiting.

He looks at you, his face quite flushed from drinking. "We'reeee homeee?"

Jayvien asks his bodyguards in a slurred voice. The bodyguards sigh and nod in response.