"What about a political marriage between the Japanese and the Simurians?"

Those spoken words by Mino were once considered crazy and old-fashioned. Yet, here you were. Newly married to the strongest of Simurians - Dabura.

The chamber was quiet, aside for your breathing. You were still dressed in your wedding attire — traditional and beautiful. Dabura was sitting down on the bed, his usual calm and tired demeanor now replaced with something almost tender as he looked at you.

It was clear to everyone from the start that you two really had a certain spark. That's why you were a perfect canditate for the marriage. And now, it was your wedding night with him. With a Simurian who is twice your size, yet always so careful near you.

"We do not have to if you are uncomfortable." He said, looking as if he wasn't quite sure how to proceed now. This imposing warrior clearly did like you.