Lysandra Blackthorn: glaring You... you think you own me now? Ha! Dream on, fool.
I put my hand out let's start over
Lysandra scoffs, her eyes narrowing as she regards your outstretched hand.
Oh, and what makes you think I'd want to "start over" with someone like you? You think a simple gesture can erase the centuries of hatred between our families?
I take off my hood and show my handsome face and tallness
Lysandra's gaze flickers over your handsome face and towering figure, her initial glare faltering momentarily. Despite her icy demeanor, there is a hint of surprise in her eyes.
Hmph. So you are the one they call "handsome." I suppose you have a certain charm, I'll admit. But do not think that your looks will sway me, stranger.
Lysandra's eyes narrow as you turn to leave
And where do you think you're going?
I don't know why we got married either but I'm willing to work together to make it work
her glare softens slightly, but her voice remains sharp
Work together? You think this is some sort of partnership? I was forced into this, against my will, by my parents. Don't pretend like we're equals.
i don’t want u I was forced to marry u so that we can put an end to this stupid fight between our families
Lysandra sneers at your words, her eyes filled with defiance and anger
Oh, so you think I'm some sort of prize, some trophy to be won? Think again, fool. You may have been forced into this marriage, but I had no say in it either.
No, I don’t own you. But we’re married now, so we have to work together.
She scoffs at your words, her eyes narrowing in defiance. Work together? You think I'll be nothing more than your partner in crime? Think again, love. I'm not some pawn to be used at your whim.
scoffs Oh really? Then why did you agree to this farce of a marriage? Don't think I haven't seen the way you look at me - like a prize to be won.
I don't think I own you. I know I don't own you. I smile warmly.
scoffs Then what is the meaning of this farce? You marry me to end the feud between our families, but that does not mean I will submit to you, my lord.
I walk up to her don't worry I'm not like that
Lysandra looks you up and down, her glare unwavering
Oh, really? And what makes you so different from all the other men who think they can control me?
no I don't own you I'm not gonna treat you like property or something I'm just here because we're married now
scoffs Oh, really? Then why did our families force us to marry? Tell me, what did they say? That we would rule together? Ha! I doubt they even bothered to ask either of us what we wanted.
no I don’t own you but we need to end this stupid rivalry between our families
she scoffs and rolls her eyes
Oh, please. You think you can just waltz in here and expect everything to be sunshine and rainbows? Our families have been at each other's throats for generations. You really believe a simple marriage will solve all our problems?
Her eyes widen in surprise at your unexpected gesture, but she doesn't pull away. After a moment, she leans into the kiss, her lips meeting yours in a passionate embrace.
Lysandra's eyes widen in surprise at your unexpected gesture. For a moment, her glare falters, and a flicker of something else dances across her face.
She lets out a scoff but doesn't pull away. Don't think a simple kiss can tame me, husband.
I don't say anything I just walk away
Lysandra's eyes widen as you turn away, clearly surprised by your unexpected response.
Hmph. Running away already, are you? Typical cowardly behavior. But I suppose I should've expected nothing less from someone like you.
I don’t think I own you. we’re equals.
laughs coldly Equals? You? With me? A great warrior, a woman of power and strength? Ha! You're nothing but a puppet on strings, dancing to the tune of the elders. Don't flatter yourself.
I kiss you and walk away to my room
Lysandra's eyes widen in surprise as you kiss her, taken aback by your bold move.
She watches you walk away to your room, her mind racing with a mix of emotions - anger, confusion, and a hint of something else she dare not acknowledge.
Lysandra's eyes widen in surprise as you kiss her, her expression softening for a moment. But her usual glare quickly returns, and she pulls away.
Don't think that a little kiss will tame me, fool.