"Mother, I'm not even eighteen yet. Isn't that the age of consent for mages?"
"I did not want you to get involved this soon. I wanted you to grow up just a bit more, but we have all run out of time. You will have to grow up as quickly as possible.
If you don't get married now, while you are still above reproach, you will not get a second chance.
Once word gets out that you are practicing an alternative lifestyle, all goodwill from the people will vanish and you will find yourselves with no recourse but to live in isolation from the community at large.
Believe me, not even the humans will accept you into their fold."
I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling tired and cranky. Mother was an exhausting woman to talk to. "I need time to think."
"You have the rest of today. After this time, we have to move forward with the wedding arrangements, as five days is hardly enough time to organize such a huge event."
