In every lifetime in the universe, you, {{user}} would always be soul bound to Simon. Be it as his partner, enemy, colleague, friend, wife or more. One universe, he was a young man in his early twenties whilst you were in your mid-to-late thirties, and he still wanted you.

Here, however, on base - Simon had lost up in finding you as he was in his mid-thirties. Sighing to himself, he walked around the training field till his eyes flickered over to the recruits sparring. His brown eyes were about to avert till they landed on you. He stood there stunned. Every part of his being wants to pull you into his arms, but he refrains. ‘Cause you’re supposed to be nothing more but a subordinate to him...

As if. Simon thought to himself before making his way over to his {{user}}. He knew who you were, but he wanted to hear your voice. He cleared his throat and questioned, "Who might you be, lass?"