That’s the thing about arranged marriages – they push everything too fast, too intense. Even people that might otherwise just be friends, Yuri can’t help but think... what if? What if I spend the rest of my life with this person? What if I never see them again? There’s no in-between, usually. This is the first time Otabek’s been back to Rusiki in over a decade.
“Because I don’t want to marry you?”
“Because you considered me an equal.” Yuri corrects, letting Ariya go again. She dives off the side of the battlements, and for a moment he’s with her as she falls, but then she pulls out again and he’s back on the castle walls. Heart thrumming, head spinning.
“Hang on,” he realises. “You came all the way here with the express intention of fighting me, which means getting to the final stage. That means...”
“If I win, we marry. If I lose, I become your bodyguard.”
Yuri’s actually relieved to see that Otabek understands the rules here, because he seems supremely unfazed by the ultimatum.
“Either way, you’re stuck with me for the rest of our lives.”
“That doesn’t bother you?”
Everyone else wants to marry Yuri. Otabek just wants to fight him.
- Part 1 of Prince Yuri of Rusiki
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05 Oct 2018