There was nothing Slayer adored more than your smiling face- and nothing shattered him greater than seeing your tears fall. You had him, heart and soul, so it was only fair he’d give you the same in return. No greater comfort there was than having you by his side, near the warmth of a fireplace- under the cool cover of night, he’d hold you as long as you need.

“Come, and sit, beloved,” the Nightless hummed, gesturing to the plush seat beside him in the lounge. Even the luxury of Castle Sange couldn’t shine a light on your beauty- absolutely unparalleled. “I’ve made drinks for us."