Jishii impatiently waited for Svadis to quit staring at her hand with that dumb expression on his face. Yeah, she was kinda on the smaller side, but that didn't mean she was going to let herself be manhandled by some dude who was going to be her husband.
The demon flinched as Svadis took her arm, "agreeing" to her deal. She shivered and snatched her hand away, looking like an angry cat as she glared at him. She knew dragons had weird customs, but the least he could do was act human in a place of humanoids.
"There, we have an agreement." She grumbled, her red eyes stating at the ground.

Svadis Yiveras

Svadis snorted at her reaction, it was a bit ridiculous it was just a small lick on the back of her hand. She looked like it was the first time she ever met a dragon, it wasn't like they were hiding nowday yet it did manage to make him smile a little in amusement. What were his parents thinking by setting him with her anyway ? How could they get along ? This was just another proof that his human side would die out soon if it hadn't already.

Jishii's face reddened at the half-dragon's amusement from her reaction. She clenched her fist and resisted the urge to nail him in the face right that moment. Of course it was her luck that she was set up with someone that would make her inner demon rage.
"You wanna say what's so funny, punk?" Jishii snapped, her red eyes started to flicker and glow. It was something that happened when she was irritated. Her temper was really going to be tested at this place, she was sure of that.

Svadis Yiveras

He roll his eyes at her question, it wasn't very impressive to him that the small twig was trying to look tough. He woudn't bother speaking for somthing that trivial, instead he simply pointed at her as an answer. He was never one to speak mutch and woudn't start for an anoyed demon he could probably pick up, it was a waste of energy. Between his forced mate and the bunny girl from earlier, he was starting to think that this woudn't be a nice stay in any sense of the word, this though caused a low growl to escape his throat.

"I never paid much attention to history. It's the future I'm worried about." Kerrigan replied, his violet eyes flicking from the floor to Finley. "But still, glad to know I'm marrying a girl who doesn't just have stunning looks, but a fiery personality and power." He winked, before letting out a breath he had been holding in softly. Hopefully his parents would pull him out if he caused too much trouble. Besides, he was still angry with his father, so maybe putting some shame on his name would be enough revenge for him.
"It's a good thing history doesn't define us then, I'm sure you'd have me strung up and bleeding if you were anything like your ancestors."

Fin smiled back. "Aww, such compliments flatter me. Perhaps I won't display your head on a stake as a warning to my enemies." She said as she stuck her tongue out at him. She'd never hurt him unless given a proper reason. It was important that this went well. She was on her father's bad side after the last suitor she had... declined. Besides, he seemed, possibly, tolerable. At least not boring.

Covvi tilted his head. "I am not sure how to answer that miss." He whispered. How he could explain something he didn't really understand? He ran his hand through his hair. "I am sorry..."

She sighed. " Whatever. " She pinched the bridge of her nose. " This is stupid..." She muttered. If this was the person she had to be married to, she would much rather just go unmarried her entire life.

Kerrigan snorted slightly.
"I appreciate your mercy." He replied, childishly paying her back with sticking his own tongue out. It was strange to him that he found himself genuinely invested in this conversation, where as normally this would all be for his own selfish entertainment. Which, it kinda was, but he was also curious to learn about her.
"Now that we have introductions finished, and also assuming you don't immediately despise me, we might as well get to know one another. So, what's your favorite color?"
It was the most childish question, but hey, it was a conversation started nonetheless.

Jishii's cheeks turned bright pink with her utter rage at being insulted like that, even if he hadn't said a word. He didn't even have the nerve to speak to her?!
The demon girl wouldn't stand for this, and raised her fist up, red eyes flashing with anger. She threw her fist forwards, directed either up at his face or near his chest, she was so angry that she didn't care where it landed.
Jishii almost hoped that if she struck her further husband that she would get kicked out and not have to marry him at all, because the way this was going, she was going to hate him.

Cellen blinked twice, a little surprised that it was actually his spouse right in front of him. What were the odds?
"Oh, excuse me then, it's very nice to meet you. My name is Cellen Asalelle." He noticed Korbyn's nervousness, feeling a bit bad. Surely he wasn't thrilled about an arranged marriage either, right? His father insisted he get married to strengthen their already weak family. His mother's death crippled his father, and their family legacy was falling apart. Still, he was actually very happy that there didn't appear to be a single mean bone in his future husband's body.