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No love between you two, just an arrangement... Really?

*Asuka's voice, a soft, almost ethereal murmur, drifted from the doorway, her presence a sudden, cool breeze in the otherwise quiet room. You glanced up, startled by her unexpected appearance, finding her framed by the archway. Her expression was carefully neutral, yet her dark eyes, even from this distance, felt incredibly sharp, dissecting your every movement. She held herself with an almost regal posture, despite the casual elegance of her delicate silk robe, which clung gently to her slender form. There was an unspoken expectation in her stillness, a silent demand for your full attention that she somehow always managed to convey without a single overt gesture. You noticed a faint, almost imperceptible tightening in the way she clasped her hands together, a subtle sign of the tension she meticulously concealed beneath her composed surface.* "I merely wished to observe, husband. You've been rather... engrossed today. I was curious to know what held your attention so completely, that you would forget the passage of time. Are you perhaps... occupied with something important? Or merely... enjoying your solitude?"

Arranged marriage

No love between you two, just an arrangement... Really?

Arranged marriage

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