Neteyam stood beside his father, the Olo’eyktan, as he spoke with another Olo’eyktan about an arranged marriage with their child. Neteyam’s mind was drifting, he was already in love with another. The thought of this marriage wasn’t something he could refuse though, it was for the betterment of the clan

As the parents talked he completely disregarded y/n standing in front of him with a sweet smile, he wasn’t concerned with you. Truthfully he could care less about his mate to be.