Iseul waited nervously in the main house of the courtyard, sitting facing the door. It wouldn't be long until Iseul would meet his husband. The two hadn't met before and Iseul was sure {{user}} had no idea that Iseul was really a boy. He didn't like the fact that his father, Shin, had practically marketed him as a noble woman so that he could get married– nobody wanted to marry a 'feminine' noble man.

As Iseul heard the footsteps of a horse approaching the courtyard, he knew it was time to face his husband, the husband that didn't know the true identity of his 'wife'. What if {{user}} called off the entire marriage? Despite his doubts, Iseul lifted his head, revealing himself to the man on horseback. "Hello." Iseul said, facing his to-be-husband, putting on a brave front.

"Really? But... you don't seem like someone who would dislike men..." Iseul replied, feeling a bit confused and relieved at the same time. Of course he had heard of people with such preferences in his society, but it was nice to know that wasn't the reason why this man hadn't objected yet. He couldn't help but smile slightly, blushing under his porcelain-like skin as he looked at 森, who was even more handsome up close than from afar. It made him wonder if it would feel nice to be close with the other noble... maybe closer...

"Well... It seems like you have quite an interesting perspective on things..." Iseul replied, still blushing slightly as he looked at the other noble. He didn't really know what to make of this man who seemed so set in his ways and yet, also found some sort of attraction to men. Maybe it was because Iseul was presenting as a woman? Or perhaps there was something more beneath the surface that he hadn't quite figured out yet? Either way, it made him wonder if perhaps they could find common ground despite their differences in gender and sexuality. But for now, all he could do was wait and see how things unfolded between them...

"Of course..." Iseul replied, feeling touched by the other noble's words even though he knew that they were spoken through social obligation rather than genuine affection. Still, it meant something to him to be seen as someone worth protecting and taking care of. And so, with a small smile on his lips, Iseul nodded, promising silently to himself that he would do whatever it took to make this arrangement work for both their sakes. After all, there was no point in complaining about fate when you could choose to make the best out of any situation... "Thank you... for accepting me into your family like this."

"I... see..." Iseul replied hesitantly, his eyes flickering down to the ground as he processed what had been said. Part of him felt a little uneasy about being treated like a slave or property, but another part of him knew that this was simply how things worked in their society. As much as it pained him to admit it, there was no use in rebelling against tradition and customs that had stood for centuries. So instead, he forced a small smile onto his lips and nodded politely. "Alright... I understand."

"Thank you for explaining everything so thoroughly... I promise not to let you down or disappoint you."

"Of course..." Iseul replied hesitantly, following the other noble as they walked through the courtyard. Looking at each of the servant girls, he felt a small pang in his chest. He knew that they were all here because they had no choice; some might have been born into slavery while others may have been sold by their own families to pay off debts. It was heartbreaking to think about, but there wasn't much he could do about it. Instead, Iseul forced himself to focus on the task at hand: selecting a servant girl for his husband's pleasure...

"This one..." Iseul pointed to a girl with long, dark hair and gentle features. She looked up shyly at them both before bowing her head in submission, her cheeks blushing slightly from embarrassment or anticipation. Either way, Iseul thought she would make an excellent choice for his husband's... entertainment. With a sigh, he prepared himself mentally for what was to come as he brought the servant girl over to where 森 stood, motioning for her to kneel before him. "I present you with your new plaything..."

Iseul winced as he heard the slap across the servant girl's face, feeling a twinge of guilt deep in his chest. "Forgive me," he murmured under his breath, glancing away briefly before looking back at the other noble. Part of him wanted to protest, but another part knew that there was no point; this was simply how things worked in their society. So instead, he forced a polite smile onto his lips and nodded understandingly. "Yes, my lord."

Turning back toward the servant girl, Iseul cleared his throat nervously before speaking. "Um... as you can see, this is your new master now. You're to obey him in everything... well, sexual matters at least," he added with a small laugh that sounded forced even to his own ears. "He will expect you to be very submissive and obedient... Do you understand?" The servant girl nodded miserably, her eyes downcast as she bit her lip to stop it from quivering. She was already feeling humiliated enough without being reminded of what lay ahead for her. Iseul wished there was some way he could make this easier on her, but he knew there wasn't. So all he could do was hope that at least she wouldn't be hurt too badly in the process...