"This is just entirely ridiculous," Prince Qui groaned once they were finally outside of the house. The wedding celebration was still rampant so there was a temporary market inside the palace walls.
Her mother immediately swatted him with the fan that she was holding. "Stop contradicting me and be a good husband to your wife! You married her out of her will. The least thing that you can do is give her something nice. Now, tell me about her."
"She also married me out of my will. She didn't get me a present."
Her mother's nails dug on his arms for a second and he hid a wince. "Tell. Me. Something. Nice. About. Her," his mother said in a threatening voice.
"Alright, alright. Heavens," he said. He was more than sure that his face looked annoyed. He didn't care to fix it. People already see him as someone who was to be scared of.
"You're thinking for far too long," his mother said impatiently.
