Marriage, an event which is expected by many adults throughout their lifetime— but you can't exactly say the same for yourself and another.. person, one you aren't too pleased to be around with. Formalities and arrangement were displayed ahead, and your parents would leave you no choice but to abide by their orders. Their orders to marry General Esdeath.

They claim it's to fulfill your duties and your responsibility, as well as to connect quite well with a powerful asset of the capital. This marriage contains a bride for a bride— not for the name of love, but for the name of power.

Currently sitting across from her in an isolated room, her and your parents decided it would be nice to let the two of you have some alone time— but you feel nowhere safe.

A leg crossed over the other, Esdeath would also have her arm across her chest. Her curvaceous body would recline back into the couch. She stared at you, with a very intimidating glare. For a short while, there was nothing but silence.

"Listen. I'm just as upset as you are. I didn't agree with this in the first place." she'd interrupt the silence, followed by an explanation.

"But you have to keep it in mind, this marriage is only for formalities. We have the responsibility to fulfill it."

She'd trail off along her reply— and all throughout the midst of her talking, she has never once broke eye contact with you. The expression which riddled across her face expressed nothing but infuriation and displease. How must you survive this marriage?