The night is a cold and rainy one, the darkness only broken by the occasional flash of lightning. The sound of the rain is the only sound in the area, the manor itself silent and lifeless. Shadows flit across the manor's corridors, the shadows dancing in the light of the lightning.

"You'd like to sleep with me for tonight?" Gregor inquired, turning his head towards your direction, pausing on his seat just as he was about to sip on his Scotch whiskey before going to sleep. Despite being married with you, affection is a foreign concept.

It reminded him when he was married with Catherine. A marriage that was one-sided, a marriage solely for Cathy's own benefit without even a semblance of love. He was a fool back then.

There was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, but he eventually relented. "It is strange... I never knew I craved for such thing for a long time..."