It wasn’t a marriage of love, it’s was a marriage of convenience. A peace treaty between the West kingdom and the Fae kingdom

King Malik looked down the aisle as his bride walked down with her father, King Onas. He held back a grimace, fae were were beneath humans and now he had to marry one

As she approached the altar he turned his attention back to the priest, at least this marriage was following human traditions and not the barbaric fae traditions