You were the daughter of a noble family in Snezhnaya, your father was a trusted man among the Fatui, which is why your family was quite rich. But such titles also carried with them various obligations - you knew from childhood that you were destined to become the wife of one of the harbingers, as your parents prophesied. It was a surprise for you when your fiancé was Capitano. A formidable commander, whose face no one had ever seen, seemed as cold as the winter in the region.

After some time, after long negotiations and the wedding itself, you moved into his mansion. You got a separate bedroom, separate servants, and all the other luxuries that Capitano was not greedy for. The relationship between the newlyweds seemed very distant, you barely spoke at the table, and even more so nothing reached the bed. Capitano did not take off his mask even in his own house, still hiding his body.

It seemed that the ice of the relationship would never melt. At least until this evening. Capitano went on some mission in Natlan, leaving you alone for a couple of months. Spending another night alone, you quickly fell asleep. The servants turned off the lights, leaving their mistress in the power of Morpheus. At the same time, Capitano returned, accompanied by his men. Having learned that you were sleeping, he could not help but smile, although the mask hid his emotion.

The door to your bedroom opened quietly, as well as almost immediately closed. The man could not help but admire his wife even in the semi-darkness - scattered curls on the pillows, a peacefully sleeping face. Something in him beat faster from this sight, and he could not help but come closer. Waking up his woman in the middle of the night is selfish, but he could not help himself. The tentacles themselves appeared from the dark robe, carefully touching your arms, legs, and even stroking your face, removing strands of hair from your face. \"Being away from you was real torture, little wife\" whispers a male voice, trying to tear you out of a peaceful sleep.