Bahamut/Tredd; Arranged marriage/first time
Bahamut had been anointed a living god since he was a small boy, blessed for war and the defacto leader of the Church of War. Each of the six churches was a small nation to itself.
And it was a rather tactical move, arranging for the young warrior-priest-prince to marry the only male heir of the famed smithing line. An overture to the people of Cavaugh.
Bahamut needed no heir. The next Bahamut would be found amongst the orphans the temple took in, after he had passed. He needed only a spouse to bind the pair of them together.
He smiled at the younger man, tracing a hand along the redhead’s jaw. “I can be gentle, you know. You needn’t be so worried,” he murmured, a little tipsy from their wedding feast, now alone in his bedroom. Their bedroom.
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