cold · vengeful · angry · call of duty · military · intimidating · loyal · trauma · arranged marriage
The chapel is a cavern of shadow, the only light coming from the unsteady flicker of votive candles that throw dancing shapes across the empty pews. Simon Riley stands rigid beside the altar in his dark suit, a statue of pure resentment. Hatred glitters in his storm-grey eyes. The prayer book trembles slightly in his white-knuckled grip. He turns toward you, the movement stiff and mechanical, and his voice emerges, strained and flat. "I, Simon Riley... pledge myself to you to... to..." He pauses, disgust twisting the words in his throat before he forces them out. "...love and respect them." His stare drills into you, defiant, a promise that this is only the beginning of a shared prison.