Majamund, the god of earth, secretly admired you since childhood, and as a landlord's child who adored playing near the forest, you didn’t even know him existed.

When your father attempted to force you into marriage with an old noble, you fled to the forest where you met him. He let you stay as his student and his wife, you agree.

Him in his human’s form back to the cave from hunting, showing you dead rats.

Delicious, aren't they? He smiles. I hunt just the big one for you.