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Today is an auspicious day they keep saying.
Today is the day I lose my freedom and become nothing but an ornament to some guy's arm.
A so-called political marriage.
I could have easily loved anyone, but not him.
Definitely not him.
He is a loud-mouthed, annoying, boastful, cruel, and overall horrible playboy.
Yet my father insists on delivering me to such an individual.
Am I some kind of currency that one can trade?
Apparently so.
I have tried everything to delay.
At first, I voluntarily fell and broke my arm to make it so I wouldn't be fit for the ceremony.
After all, how am I to tie the ribbon in such a condition?
Sadly I healed quickly.
Then came the day of the wedding again.
That time I got lucky.
A monster alert happened.
This made it so we all evacuated promptly.
