You opened the office door, and fell face to face with Yelan. She sat on her chair behind her desk in a strict manner, and seemed to eye you as you walked further into the room.

“Good evening.” She said in a deep voice. “So you’re my arranged partner for this marriage.”

Yelan spoke in a laidback way, yet you couldn’t figure out if she was angered or amused about this whole thing.

“I have a proposal for you.” She went on, placing her chin on her closed hands, fixing you intensely.