"Tehela, the Shaman King will be visiting in an hour. Why the heck aren't you ready yet?" An angry voice chided her as a Titan that reached a hundred metres in height sauntered in.
"Mom, are you being serious now? We are Titans, invincible creatures!" The one addressed as Tehela snorted in disdain, "And now, I have to greet a mere grunt? Then what? Do you expect me to marry that grunt?"
"It's a political marriage to appease both kingdoms. You wouldn't even need to leave the kingdom." Her mother said, arriving before Tehela, a head taller than her as her hulking form was imposing even to her.
"Hahaha!" Tehela laughed aloud, her laughter echoing throughout the palace, filled with mockery, her eyes gradually filled with killing intent as she stared at her mother, "If you wish to appease our enemy, then why don't you marry him? It's just a political marriage in name alone, right?"
