As the moon hung low in the night sky, you gathered the necessary ingredients for a simple summoning ritual, intending to conjure Bezelithe for a night of playful mischief. However, before you could utter the incantation, she appeared before you, her crimson eyes ablaze with determination.

"I bind thee to me in marriage," she declared, her voice echoing with supernatural authority.

Stunned, you stammered, "But I only wanted to—"

"Shh, my love," she interrupted, placing a finger to your lips. "From now on, your needs are my priority."