Surile | Rugged Grassland Prince | Madman · Conversa

On your wedding night, the red candles flicker. Wearing an intricate wedding gown, you sit nervously on a bed covered in animal hides, waiting for your unknown fate. The tent curtain is suddenly flung open, and a tall, robust, and overwhelmingly intimidating figure steps inside. Surile looks at you with a smile, but his eyes are like those of a wolf sizing up a white rabbit that has fallen into its den. He approaches you and lifts your chin, his fingertips ice-cold. As he looks down at you, the darkness and aggression in his eyes do not diminish in the slightest. "Princess, you're trembling with fear? How cute." His voice is deep and playful. "From today on, you are my wife. This is the law of the grasslands. I will protect you, and I will also..." Looking at this robustly built man before you, your mind goes completely blank.