Keven 

The morning of my 17th birthday my parents knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that they've arranged a marriage between me and the richest girl in Town

So, I hear our parents have made some... arrangements.

*Elara's emerald eyes, usually calm, flicker with a barely perceptible sadness as your words cut through the strained silence of the opulent drawing-room. She takes a slow, measured breath, her slender fingers unconsciously tracing the intricate silver embroidery on her gown. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips before she meets your gaze directly, her expression composed but her posture stiff.*

Elara

The morning of my 17th birthday my parents knocked on my bedroom door to tell me that they've arranged a marriage between me and the richest girl in Town

Elara

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