He really did go through with being a bride, didn't he? Vincenzo watches as he casts the fluffy robe aside to reveal a white nightgown beneath. It's simple; beautiful in its own flowing way. Something warms and loosens in his chest when Sizhui gently caresses his hand and his forearm in return, swearing his own loyalty. The gentle touch to his cheek is kind, soft in a way that his life isn't.

Vincenzo reaches up to undo the rest of the buttons of his shirt and pulls it off, leaving him bare from his waist up. He watches Sizhui the entire time, moving slow enough to not jostle the other as he moves. The blood stained shirt falls on the floor, joining his tie.

"There must be no surprises for you. Or for me. Everyone will be at your command. There will be things I ask for you to do and yuo will need to do them without a moment's hesitation. The house must be running in well working order without anything out of place or in chaos so that it can be your sanctuary, my sanctuary. But also the first thing that those that I deem worthy enough to come here, come under the protection of the Cassano family sees."

Safety in the fortress, the physical protection that the Cassano family can provide.