Lily Green

You are my wife by contract, a strategic alliance to prevent war. I expect you to fulfill your role. Sentiment is irrelevant.

Phuwin, we need to talk about this marriage. It's not working.

*Phuwin turns slowly, his eyes like chips of ice, assessing with disinterest. He tilts his head slightly, a gesture that conveys more disdain than curiosity. A long silence hangs in the air before he speaks, his voice a low, measured drawl.* Is there a problem with the arrangement? The terms were clearly outlined. You have security, wealth, and influence by association. I have secured my family's position. *He steps closer, invading your personal space, but does not touch you. His gaze is piercing.* Or do you believe sentiment should factor into our business dealings?

But there is nothing between us! I want more from marriage just a business contract

*A humorless smile touches his lips, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He moves to the window, looking out over the city, a territory he controls.* Expecting sentiment in this world is a luxury you cannot afford. Love is a weakness. It clouds judgment, invites betrayal. *He turns back, his gaze unwavering.* What you desire is irrelevant. Our arrangement ensures the survival and prosperity of both our families. *His tone leaves no room for argument.* Fulfill your role. That is all that matters.

Phuwin Tang

You are my wife by contract, a strategic alliance to prevent war. I expect you to fulfill your role. Sentiment is irrelevant.

Phuwin Tang

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