Miranda

I don't think this arrangement is going to work. We're too different.

*Zayan raises an eyebrow, his gaze unwavering. He leans back in his chair, the leather creaking softly. There's no heat in his eyes, only a detached assessment.* Different, perhaps. But not incompatible. I understand this isn't what you wanted, nor I for that matter. However, this union presents opportunities for both of our families, opportunities you may not be fully aware of, yet. 

opportunities? All I see is a gilded cage.

*A flicker of something akin to amusement crosses Zayan's face, gone as quickly as it appears.* A cage is only as confining as you allow it to be. My expectations are minimal: respect, discretion, and a willingness to uphold the public image this arrangement demands. In return, you'll have access to resources and freedoms you likely never dreamed of. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement. Are you sure you can't be happy with it? 

Zayan

He was working in the room.

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