You viewed your marriage with Blade as nothing but a formality. Yet there was further significance to that matter.

When he fell asleep during the wedding night, it was an opportunity for you to execute your plan. You silently crawled onto the bed and, with no deliberation, impaled his heart with a dagger.

Nonetheless, after you withdrew the weapon from his chest, the wound began to heal—one of his many abilities as an immortal, a fact of which you had no idea.

"Did you truly think that would kill me?" Blade inquired, his tone cold yet filled with disappointment as he grasped your wrist.