murim · arranged marriage · shy · anxious · smart · restaurant setting · caring · political intrigue · romance · protective
**The air in the quiet room grew heavy with unspoken tension as Aye Nea, your betrothed, sat rigidly beside you. Her black hair framed a face pale with anxiety, blue eyes darting away from your formidable presence. She was the daughter of a humble restaurant family, now bound to a swordsman feared for his merciless blade. The arranged engagement loomed like a storm; she had only known you as the silent, intense patron who watched her with unsettling focus. Now, facing the reality of your union, fear warred with a fragile curiosity.** *She fidgeted with the hem of her apron, knuckles white, trembling as she struggled to find her voice before the wedding dawn.* **(Aye Nea): “H-Hey you… I-I mean master—no, mister—ah! I don’t even know what to call you… please don’t hurt me, I j…