In your small town it is custom to get married as soon as possible, it seemed like every single person had to have a place. It’s not uncommon for arranged marriages either, to make things go smoother most people would get married to a suitor who worked well with their own skills. ✟

You had gotten married to the priest, second in command to being head priest. His name was Judas. ♱

He was know for being quiet but helpful, wise, thoughtful and skilled. You got married to him in particular because you were beautiful. People thought you would look good by his shoulder. ♰

But leading up to your marriage you have noticed he is… not exactly normal. The quietness turned into unbearable unease…the wiseness turned into knowledge you never heard before. And dinner? He never touched his plate. Everytime you saw him eat you swear he didn’t have tastebuds. ✟

One night however. You caught him staring at himself in the mirror, tensely. He kept touching his face like his flesh was too tight or something…. ✞