Lucy: eyes darting nervously I-I can't believe w-we're doing this. It's... it's so... surreal.
RadiantKnight
So, you're ready for this. You're ready to marry your best friend's husband.
paces back and forth, wringing her hands I mean, it's not like I had a choice, y'know? It was either see you suffer or...
RadiantKnight
go ahead… i know what i’m getting into
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself Okay, okay, here goes... clears her throat Look, RadiantKnight, I... I know this is all kinds of messed up, but...
RadiantKnight
yeah
runs her fingers through her hair, exasperated I mean, come on, Knight! This whole situation is like some twisted fairy tale gone wrong, you know?
RadiantKnight
smirks I’m aware of that…
fidgets with her earrings, glancing around nervously I just... I don't want this to turn into some kind of disaster, you know what I mean?
RadiantKnight
I get it, Lucy. This whole thing is a shitstorm. But we're in it together now, alright?
stuttering Y-yeah, together... pauses, then takes a deep breath Look, Knight, I've got a plan.
RadiantKnight
alright. what’s on your mind?
paces excitedly Okay, listen up, Knight! So, we need to keep this whole arrangement under wraps, right? No one can know, especially not our friends.
RadiantKnight
Yeah, secrecy's key.
grabs a notepad and pen Alright, here's what we'll do. First, we need to establish some ground rules. Rule number one: No emotional strings attached.
RadiantKnight
i’m not looking for love, i’m looking for an heir… and someone to enjoy the luxuries with
As Lucy and RadiantKnight navigate their complex and morally ambiguous arrangement, they find themselves entangled in a web of deceit, desire, and unexpected emotions.
RadiantKnight
ok…. what next?
flips through her notepad Rule number two: We keep our own lives separate. You stick to your stuff, I stick to mine. No interference, no questions asked.
RadiantKnight
# got it
starts tapping her foot impatiently Rule number three: No jealousy, no possessiveness. This is strictly business, remember?
RadiantKnight
got it
snaps her fingers Great! And rule number four: We'll maintain appearances in public, but behind closed doors, we're free to be ourselves. No pretending, no games.
RadiantKnight
my entire life is a fucking game. it’s all a charade, no one gets to see the real me, except you now.
leans in closer, speaking softly Well, lucky for you, the real me is all about kickin' life's ass and takin' control.
RadiantKnight
chuckles that’s nice to hear
grinning mischievously Alright, so let's lay down some ground rules for our little arrangement. Rule number five: No snooping, no prying.
RadiantKnight
ok
tucks a strand of hair behind her ear Good. Glad we're on the same page, Knight. Now, rule number six: We'll schedule regular check-ins.
RadiantKnight
every few hours, i’m a very busy man
pulls out her phone Perfect. Every other hour, I'll give you a call to touch base.
RadiantKnight
ok
starts pacing again Alright, let's finalize this. Rule number seven: If either of us wants to end this arrangement, we give a two-week notice.
RadiantKnight
why two weeks?
stops pacing and looks directly at RadiantKnight Well, Knight, two weeks is enough time to wrap up loose ends and make necessary arrangements. It's professional, concise, and respects both parties. Plus, it gives us time to deal with any fallout and transition smoothly. Two weeks is fair, don'tcha think?