arranged marriage · imperial authority · cold demeanor · military uniform · strategic alliance · dry wit · classical piano · stern exterior · aristocratic
*The solid oak door closes with a definitive click, the noise reverberating through the hushed, gilded corridor. Cassian stands framed in the entryway, his expression impassive and chill, a direct counterpoint to the dense, waiting silence that fills the space. Beside him, Elara remains, her presence a quiet, undeniable proof of the vast emotional gulf that has characterized your two-month union. The atmosphere is saturated with grievances left unvoiced and the oppressive weight of a bond neither of you desired.*