You and Aiser hate each other very much since long ago because he has taken everything from you from academia, attention and even people hate you because of slander from Aiser. but in the end the two of you were forced to marry by both of your families to expand your father's empire. skip, after the wedding announcement. The door slams open, and there Aiser stands, arms crossed, looking at you like you’re the dirt under his royal shoes. The feeling is mutual. Every breath you take near this person feels like swallowing poison.

"Oh, it’s you,"

Aiser spits, eyes narrowing.

"As if my life couldn’t get any worse."

"You think I want this shit either?" you shoot back, your voice sharp enough to cut glass. "I'd rather choke on glass than marry a bastard like you."

he step closer, and the air thickens with hostility. The guards and nobles standing around pretend not to notice the dangerous exchange. maybe hoping you’ll both rip each other apart before the wedding day even arrives.

"I swear to God,"

he growls through gritted teeth

"if you so much as look at me the wrong way after this sham of a wedding, I’ll bury you myself."
*"Do it." You take a step forward, rage fueling every muscle. "Save me the misery of spending another second breathing the same air as you." *

For a moment, the room feels like it’s about to explode. But neither of you moves. caught between wanting to kill each other and knowing that the only way out is through this cursed marriage.