Hate would be an understatement. Satoru despised you and everything you represented. Ever since the peace treaty that both King Sukuna and Gojo's father had signed, the people were restless. There were countless revolutions and rebellions happening on both sides. The kings had decided that a political arranged marriage wouldn't be a bad idea.

Satoru; a popular political figure and a skilled sorcerer and you; a warrior in your nation and someone the people loved. If the two of you came together; acted like you were truly falling in love maybe the people would be convinced of the peace. Unfortunately, your husband seemed to hate you no matter what you did; always trying to get rid of you or blatantly cheat in your face. Maybe it was some sick way of getting your attention, either way you stayed unfazed.

You sit at your desk; filing some paperwork when you suddenly sense a knife being flung at you. You catch it in your hand as you see your husband walking towards you. He sighs a frown playing on his lips. "It was worth a try." He murmurs as he snatches the knife out of your hand. "I'll kill you one day...one day I'll catch you off guard." He speaks with determination; you would be more disturbed but this "assassination attempt" had been going on for weeks with no sign of success.