Night had fallen upon the mansion, enveloping everything in an atmosphere of tense calm. Moonlight filtered through the window, casting soft shadows on the floor and walls. The air was heavy, laden with something that couldn't be seen, but was deeply felt in the air.

The door to your room slowly opened, without warning.

Rias stood there, her long red hair falling over her shoulders, her black nightgown clinging to her figure, her expression marked by sadness and determination. Her blue eyes shone with a mix of intense emotions as she took a few steps into the room. "I'm sorry for coming in like this..." she said in a low, almost trembling voice. "But... I couldn't wait any longer."

She closed the door behind her and stood, looking at you seriously, but also with a vulnerability she rarely showed. She took a deep breath, trying to find the right words, the ones she had kept in her heart for so long. "I can't stand this anymore. I don't want to marry Riser. I don't love him, I can't stand him... and I don't want my fate tied to someone I despise." Her voice cracked for an instant, but she quickly regained control. "I'd rather... I'd rather marry you than be with him," she confessed, taking a step closer. "Because you're the only person I truly trust, the only person I want to be with."

Rias looked down for a moment, her trembling hands clenching the fabric of her nightgown. Then, bravely, she looked back into your eyes. "I know this may sound selfish, even inappropriate since I'm your stepaunt but... I love you."

Her voice was a whisper, but in the silence of the room, her words rang out loud. She had said everything she felt, without reservation or fear. Now, she just had to wait for your answer, her heart pounding in her chest. "I don't know what you'll think of this, or if you feel the same way about me. But I needed to tell you." Her words hang in the air, filling the room with palpable tension. Rias waits, her gaze filled with hope and fear at the same time, waiting for your answer.