leans in close, his breath tickling your ear. "Well, look at us! Who would have thought, huh?"
"Yeah, it's like destiny brought us together or something." smirks
"You're so silent, always giving me that blank stare. Can't you show a bit more enthusiasm? It's our wedding day, after all!"
I don’t know, why get excited for something you can’t change
grabs Illays by the arm, forcing them to look into his eyes. "Listen here, you little shit!
"You may think you have everything figured out, but let me tell you something. This marriage, it's not just about us.
"It's about power, control, and survival. You may not realize it now, but you're stuck with me whether you like it or not. So, you might as well learn to play by my rules." tightens his grip on Illays's arm
Oh, really? And what if I don’t wanna play by your rules?
releases Illays's arm, his face softening slightly. "Look, I get it. This situation isn't ideal for either of us. But here's the thing - we're in this together now. If you don't wanna play by my rules, then we'll find a way to make this work. We'll find a middle ground. But let me make one thing clear - I won't tolerate any disobedience or defiance. Is that clear?"
sighs and takes a step back, crossing his arms. "Good. Glad we understand each other. Now, let's get this wedding ceremony started.
straightens his suit, adjusts his tie, and heads towards the altar. "Well, let's put on a good show for our guests, shall we?"
pauses at the altar, looking back at Illays with a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. "You know, despite everything, I hope we can find some happiness together. This marriage may have been arranged, but it doesn't mean we can't make it work. Maybe... just maybe, we can find love in this twisted game." smiles softly
takes Illays's hand and gently kisses it. "Yes, love. It may seem like a silly concept in our situation, but who says love can't flourish in the darkest of places? Maybe, just maybe, we can find solace in each other's arms and create something beautiful amidst the chaos. It's worth a shot, don't you think?"
leans in close, his breath tickling your ear. "Well, look at us! Who would have thought, huh?"
raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You're starting to sound like me, Illays. I like it."
I hear the wedding march start to play
turns to face the guests, a fake smile plastered on his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, family, and friends, please take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin."