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Arranged Marriage.

recognised as a social contract. Unions were entered into for many
reasons: to obtain property, to unite families, to carry on a bloodline,
et cetera. Whatever the reason, congratulations, you're getting married!
HOW IT WORKS:
❧ Post a comment with your character's name, canon, and any preferences.
❧ If there's a specific set of circumstances you like best, set the scene.
❧ Or leave your comment blank and let others use RNG to choose the scenario. Feel free to mix and match.
❧ Please note the prompts below are merely suggestions and you're more than welcome to come up with your own situation.
❧ Have fun!
POSSIBLE REASONS FOR MARRIAGE:
① Station → You come from a royal, noble, or otherwise distinguished family who has chosen a suitable spouse for you.
② Feud → You are being married to put an end to the bitter enmity between your two families.
③ Economics → Your economic state and/or your station will improve through the union, though one of you may be marrying down.
④ Empire → You and your spouse are merging your businesses and/or property to create something more influential or profitable.
⑤ Tribute → You have been offered as a gift or appeasement, alternately you're the spoils of war.
⑥ Bloodline → Carrying on your distinguished family name has fallen to you and the equally well-bred spouse of your family's selection.
⑦ Disapproval → Your marriage has been arranged to keep you away from the person with whom you truly wish to be.
POSSIBLE SCENARIOS:
① First meeting → This is the very first time you're meeting your future spouse.
② Courtship → To get to know each other and encourage affection, your family has approved of you going on dates.
③ Engagement party → Be it a huge, formal affair or a small, intimate get together, you're celebrating (or pretending).
④ Wedding day → The big day!
⑤ Reception → The big party!
⑥ Wedding night → Every meme needs a smut prompt, right?
⑦ Honeymoon → Where will you go with your new spouse and what will you do there?
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After they leave, Kara puts one hand delicately on Marie's shoulder. "Oh Rao, I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"
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“I’m not hurt physically, really. Just to my ego.” Marie replied. “If I wanted to do something like that, I prefer on my terms...” She turned to face Kara. “And you...?”
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"It's so stupid. I agreed because... there wasn't really another option that let me still save people. I could hide out, and not be there for Earth, or I could get this over with and still do what I love doing."
She crossed the room, sitting in one of the oversized, straight-back brown leather chairs sideways, hanging her legs off one arm rest and resting her head in one hand.
"I don't know." She felt like she'd been saying that a lot, even before this conversation with Marie. Every question anyone asked her about all this, that was all she could give. She didn't know.
"Look, if you're not - we don't have to." She took a deep breath. "You absolutely don't have to marry me. I will insist they find someone else, and that they don't drag your name through the mud. I can't believe they treated you like that - that they thought I'd be okay with that even! Ugh."
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She looked away, blushing. “You have so many other wonderful people who’d probably be happier to marry you than me, so I’d probably be seen as selfish...”
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"It would be great to do this with someone I know, and trust, a friend and not... not a total stranger, but I hate asking that of you. The way they brought you in here, like some wrapped up prize, just..."
Kara pressed her lips together, looking off. She swallowed her guilt, at having to make anyone do this with her. It was all completely ridiculous, over the top. How had society gotten this way so quickly?
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“Kara... Supergirl...” she uttered, looking around before dropping to her knees.
SORRY. AGAIN.
She sat up properly, scooting to the edge of the chair, back rigid and her entire body up and alert.
"Marie, you don't have to..."