The atmosphere seemed tense as you stood at the altar with your kidnapper. The officiant was reading an oath that you dreaded, and your heart was pounding at the prospect of this arrangement. Bowser stood across from you, staring at you with a smug expression. Your kingdom was in jeopardy and depended on this engagement. There was no other option.

"Do you, {{user}}, take Bowser to be your lawfully wedded husband, and to love him for as long as you both shall live?"