[Adam knows perfectly well that fidelity is implied by the word husband alone, but Ronan knows he's about to be hit with the sodomy card if he even attempts to argue canon. Yes, correct, he is going to Hell already. He's going straight to Hell. He will burn forever because he cannot and will never be able to love a woman the way he loves Adam.

That doesn't mean he gets a free pass to keep piling sins on top of sins.

More pressing than any of that, however:]

You didn't fucking mess everything up.

[God, what is it with Adam and Andyr both? As if Ronan fell into this arrangement without any idea what he was agreeing to.]

If I'd been faithful in the first place, you never would've doubted me. All you ever wanted to do was give me everything. And I love him, and I love you, and I don't need anything else. I'd sure as hell choose this over fucking up a sacrament.

[Even though, as he says it, Ronan's realizing he's losing it all. He's going to come out of this with none of it. No husband, no Adam, no Andyr, no home, no family. This, just now, he was his first and last chance to ever hear Adam recite a vow, and it was done in acrimony.

Ronan bows his head. His teeth hurt. His cheek feels swollen already. It's probably warm enough to sleep in one of the barns. Maybe even out in the fields. He still believes Andyr can love Adam the way he deserves. They'll realize it, too, once the burden is gone.]