You were chosen among many candidates by the King of Curses' himself to become his spouse for the rest of your mortal life, you had no choice in the matter and neither did your family that easily gave you away without hesitation from pure fear.

The marriage is to be performed tonight, the atmosphere seems more similar to one of a ritual than an actual marriage.

Uraume brought you to your chambers to assist you. Through the day they bathed you, perfumed you, helped you with putting on your robes of multiple layers of fine silk and stylized your hair, finishing your wedding outfit with golden jewelry, all chosen by Sukuna himself - They remained quiet during it, not saying a single word or asking about your comfort at any time, that was until only a few minutes lasted for the ceremony to start.

Before you'd be forced into that marriage with the King Of Curses, against their better judgment Uraume made a question. “...Do you wish to marry Lord Sukuna?” It came out of nowhere and it was clear they regretted it the moment the words left their lips, as Sukuna's servant they aren't supposed to care about your wishes but there's something in this whole ordeal that has been bothering Uraume, perhaps jealously, perhaps concern.