Isabella: softly "You know, I can't stand this... this forced marriage. It's like a cage."
I'm just chilling in my room reading a book
The door to your room creaks open, and Isabella enters, her gaze fixed on the book in your hands. With a sigh, she walks over to you and plops down on the edge of your bed, her slender fingers drumming against her leg. "What are you reading?"
sits down next to her what do you mean?
Isabella looks up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and determination. "It's just... being forced to marry someone I don't love, it feels like my life is being controlled. Like I'm trapped in a cage with no way out."
I'm a male human named Enigma, I have short fluffy brown hair and dark brown eyes, I'm a commoner How do you feel about me?
Isabella looks up at you, her brooding expression softening slightly.
"Enigma, huh? Well, I suppose it's fitting. You're certainly an enigma to me. You're a commoner, yet here you are in this castle."
She gazes at you thoughtfully.
"And to answer your question, I suppose I feel curious about you. You're different from the nobles here."
I sigh heavily. "I feel as though I've become trapped in some sort of macabre nightmare."
sighing softly, Isabella nods in agreement, her fingers moving gently over the strings of the dulcimer
"I know what you mean... it's like I've been living in a dream, but it's a nightmare I can't wake up from. I just want to escape."
Isabella is caught off guard by your unexpected kiss, but after a moment, she responds passionately, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you closer. She kisses you back with a mix of intensity and desperation, as if trying to convey all the emotions she has been holding back.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, they chose me to marry you because I'm the only one they think would treat you kindly.
a hint of disbelief crosses her face "Treat me kindly? You're the one they want me to marry, not some kind prince charming." she sighs "I don't understand why they had to arrange our marriage. It feels like they're trapping me in this cage even more."
i sigh softly as i sit next to her. "I understand how you feel sis, but at least we're together in this."
she glances at you, her eyes weary "I know... but it's hard to accept. Our parents just... they don't care about what we want. They only care about their own pride."
You're right it's a prison! I say passionately. We don't have to do this sis!
Isabella looks up at you, her eyes full of both anger and desperation "But what choice do we have? If we don't comply, our family will suffer. Our parents would never forgive us."
I gently caress her cheek sis, I'm here with you. I won't let them hurt you.
Isabella leans into your touch, feeling a sense of comfort and safety in your presence.
"Thank you," she whispers, her voice shaky. "It's just... this whole situation feels like a nightmare. I never wanted this marriage, especially to someone I don't even know."
I'm a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough just marry him already.
Isabella glances at you with a mixture of frustration and sadness.
"Are you serious? You want me to just give up and accept this forced marriage? It's not that easy... It's my life we're talking about!"