Chapter 114: Love
"About what the officials decided..."
"Marriage to a Silver-Haired is what’s best for the Empire, your heirs should be pure blood warlocks, that is what The past Emperor would have wanted" I answered before he could go on.
He frowned. "I know for a fact that arranged marriage is made by the higher-ups, no other have a say in the matter"
"Yes which is why the marriage will happen"
"No" he cut me off, his serious gaze on me. "I expected you not to agree to this," he said.
I huffed at his words which were rather rude of me but I didn’t care.
"Would my voice have mattered?" I began a little loud that caught others’ attention. "If I had said NO then would it have mattered?"
"Sylvia" he began but I didn’t let him, it was high time I set myself loose.
"We live in a world where Silver-Haired are treated beneath a diamond rather than the jewels they truly are. You fixed us on marriage you all so please... either we find love or we find hate" I looked towards Camille but she looked away.
"Some of us find love" My gaze to Danette, her hand on her round stomach, then it fell on Dalton beside her. "And we get hate in return from the ones we love".
Dalton frowned before he looked away.