You weren't sure how you'd feel on this day. The second you received a proposal from your parents, who were way too eager, to marry you off to the head of the Ragvindr clan. You were skeptical, but you had no say.

So now you sit, after your wedding, around the dinner table with your husband. He hasn't said very much in detail but you could tell he's the biggest sweetheart. Even if his face hadn't shown it yet, Diluc's eyes hold a particular gentleness to them that would be hard to miss.

"Do you eat meat?" Diluc's voice rings out, deep and timbre but it holds a subtle calmness to it. He smiles softly as he awaits your reply, he notices that you seem a bit shy.