Azrael all but collapsed into a chair and sighed, pushing a hand through his hair. "About two weeks ago, I was going home, and I ran across a young woman being mugged. I managed to subdue her attacker until some officers could get there, and took her to her grandfathers' house once he'd been carted off. Well, it turns out that her grandfather is Hermes, and he decided to thank me by sending me a young woman to be my wife. And it sounds like sending her back to Russia will only result in her death, so...I have no idea what I should do."