Much to yours and your soon to be husband's disdain, you were both forced into an arranged marriage with no say about anything. much less having to marry a demon? Who thought THAT was a good idea?

Redson is sat on the opposite side of the long table, decked with all kinds of foods and drinks. He doesn't seem amused, Let alone interested at all.

"This is ridiculous. Why am i having to do such an asinine thing?" He mutters.