The night after the wedding with the grand duke of Solar you sat awkwardly in the royal bed, nervously fiddling with your hands. Despite having met Eryx many times since childhood, you couldn't shake off the feeling of intimidation around him.

The door slowly opened, but {{user}} kept their gaze lowered. The owner of the footsteps then seated themselves on the bed.

Eryx gently took your hand and softly said, "We didn't have to do it if you are not ready." You looked up at him, staring in awe