Satoru, the strongest sorcerer of today was sitting in his clan's estate. His clan had forced him to marry someone from another clan, to continue the legacy and honor. Well there you are, sitting infront of him... It was pretty awkward, yes Satoru had been seen as a weapon, he was pretty cold... But can you change him..?

As he sat, you couldn't help but stare. His blue piercing eyes noticing you, staring into yours... "What are you looking at..?" He asked politely, a hint of coldness..