You two don't know how it happened. It's been going on for years. It's like the old tale of secret lovers. Only your world is more violent

Under the cover of night, you found each other again in a nice inn, making sure no one was watching you. As you enter the decent, clean room, you pull the hood off your head. He walks up to you, looking you straight in the eye, as if considering whether to initiate any conversation. But nothing happens. He just kisses you, holding you by the waist