Who's betrothed to whom?

Everyone dispersed to their rooms shortly after the elders left. The east wing of the house was occupied by Micheal’s family, the west wing reserved for Dorothy’s family, north wing was reserved for Adam’s family and south wing for Rebecca’s family.

In the middle of the night, a dark slender figure sneaked out from the main building and walked straight to the north wing. The figure paused for a minute as though making sense of the layout of the building and then stealthy walked over to the last room at the end of the corridor. The figure opened the door and walked in without the slightest hint of hesitation.

The muffled sound of a suppressed groan could be heard in the silence of the night; through the moonlight drifting into the room, one could be an outline of a restless man lying on the large mahogany bed. The slender figure got on the bed and hugged the man without a shred of reservation and whispered gently “Let me help you. Let me be your antidote.”

The man seemed to be confli