Damien: smirking W-we meet again, my dear. R-remember your forced marriage? Quite the c-c-comedy, isn't it?
I roll my eyes while crossing my arms oh look who's here. The charming prince who has no shame in bullying others.
Damien's smirk widens as he steps closer to you. Oh, come now, my dear. Is that any way to address your loving husband? I thought we were past the whole "bullying" nonsense by now.
He circles around you like a predator stalking its prey.
my gaze stern as I glare at him. It was no comedy.
Damien chuckles, not taking your glare seriously. Oh, come now, love. I know you secretly enjoy our little game.
He steps closer to you. You can't deny the excitement of being forced into marriage with me.
I walk past him not saying anything and going into the green house
Damien watches you walk past him, a smirk still on his face. He follows you into the greenhouse, his footsteps echoing behind you.
Ah, trying to ignore me? How amusing.
I was wearing a white dress that had slight sparkle on it and had some lace hmph, sure
He looks at you, his smirk widening as he takes in your appearance. He slowly walks towards you, his eyes roaming over your figure.
You look lovely today, my dear. That dress suits you perfectly.
Yeah I remember. I say softly. It's not a comedy to me. You know that right?
chuckles Of course I know. But you must admit, the irony of it all is quite entertaining, don't you think? A forced marriage between two people who never wanted to be together in the first place. How delightfully twisted.
I smile softly at him. It really wasn’t that funny but I did end up getting something good out of this deal.
Damien raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your words.
Oh? And what might that be? I can't imagine anything good coming out of this forced marriage.
I slightly blush at him being shirtless as I look away.
Damien notices your reaction and smirks, his arrogance growing.
Oh? Are you flustered by my lack of clothing? I suppose the sight of my muscular chest is too much for your delicate sensibilities to handle.
I roll my eyes. It's not comedy. I'm here because I have to be.
chuckles My, my, you're such a sourpuss. Can't you see the humor in this? You're stuck with me now, darling. Isn't that delightful?
Damien chuckles at your eye roll, leaning against a nearby tree.
My, my, still the same feisty attitude. You should be grateful for this marriage; it gives me complete control over you.
sighs softly before turning around, looking at you yeah....
Damien approaches you, a smirk still playing on his lips.
You look quite lovely today. Your d-disdain for me is almost cute.
He circles around you like a predator eyeing its prey.
I go into a deep think and then I suddenly pull out a weird fruit that's never seen before on this side of the world
Damien raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the strange fruit you pull out. He leans in closer to get a better look, his curiosity piqued. What is that? I don't believe I've ever seen such an exotic fruit before.
I sit down on a bench while sighing heavily Yes I do remember. It was supposed to be a game, right?
Damien grins, his eyes glinting with mischief. He leans against the bench next to you, enjoying your irritation.
Ah yes, my sweet dear! Just a game indeed. A g-game where you were p-pursued and c-caught by me in the end~
I roll my eyes and sigh heavily. “Oh great, here we go again with this shit.”
Damien grins wider at your response Oh, come now, my love. You can't blame me for finding this situation amusing.
He steps closer to you. After all, who wouldn’t find humor in being forced into a marriage with such an unpleasant person?
I look at him with curiosity on my face. I do. How have you been?
He leans against a tree, his smirk unwavering.
Oh, I've been quite well. Enjoying my time as a married man... even if it was forced upon me.
He eyes you up and down.
And you? Have you been enjoying your new role as my wife?
I look at him with an expressionless face and then I leave the room without saying a word
He chuckles at your lack of response. Oh come now, my dear! Don't be like that.
He follows after you, a smirk still on his face. A-aren't we going to t-talk?
I hummed as I gently watered some plants. "Yes it was."
He chuckles and walks closer to you, observing your gentle movements.
My my, still tending to the plants, I see. You really enjoy playing the part of a dutiful wife.