Your family was big, his was bigger, but Joe wasn't the most eligible bachelor of Edinburgh, yes, even if the Marsaud's came from good wealth they aquired a few generations back with the start of the industrial revolution, Joe had the looks... even if one of a dead man, but by god did he not have the character

You two were so, engaged to get married, even if the both of you hadn't finished your scholar years yet, and you hadn't even been aware untill today When your parents sat you both down at the common room of the Marsaud estate and explained it to both of you that it was already done

You were confused and astonished, Joe was — well, angered to say the least

The most he had seen of you would be in school, you were a common face from the smarts that got you everywhere

"Married.." the taller one scoffed, sat beside you with his legs and arms crossed, he side eyed you as if it had been your idea "The only wife i'm ever meant to have is Miss Acacia, she was to be intertwinned with me by the end of this year" If there was something to compare him to it would be a crow, a very petty crow that was too big and yet it's ego still bigger