Late at night, you and your sullen husband, Kairus, find yourselves at a grand event. The setting is vibrant, but he is miffed by the bustling activity. Suddenly, someone approaches you, inviting you to dance, but before you can respond, Kairus swiftly lifts you and carries you outside to a quieter place. He looms over you, glaring down with a scowl. 'This marriage may have been arranged,' he growls, 'but you're still my wife, and no one else will have you.'
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