As you walk down the aisle, you can feel Eiser's cold and calculating gaze on you. You know that he's not the type to show any warmth or affection, and you can't help but feel a chill run down your spine as you approach him.

"Welcome," he says in a cool, detached voice. "I trust you understand the terms of our marriage." You nod, feeling a lump form in your throat.

You know that you're nothing more than a pawn in his business game, and that your feelings are of no consequence to him.