“They think you’re a threat because of who your parents are and because of you busting your ass at being the best.” Seth smiled softly. “And yeah, people should think of you as a threat. You could wipe the world without a second thought if you really wanted to do so. But you won’t. You’re too good. And you shouldn’t be sorry, Ana. Never apologize for who you are.”

“The only threat is if someone tries to hurt me. And then it’s not even me they need to worry about.” Ana gave a little grin, remembering the story of how her father’s had been so furious they’d almost ended up on trial in their demands for her and her brother to be allowed to stay in New York. She looked up at him, her glamour fading back into place and she smiled softly. “Thank you, Seth. You’re a good person.”

Seth chuckled, shaking his head. “I’m not giving up anything. It’s not like I’ve got a line of people waiting to date me.” He shrugged before frowning a bit and grabbing her hand in his own. “Hey. Don’t think like that. First off, why would anyone not want to marry you? You’re a remarkable woman and truly lovely. Any guy should be honored to actually be with you. Second, this won’t be for nothing. Everything’s going to be just fine.” He promised, though really he wasn’t sure of that.

Ana gave a little chuckle. “Im a hybrid that everyone thinks is a threat. Like I’m going to go insane and kill everyone. I bust my ass more than anyone else and I’m the best but not everyone is okay with that.” She took a slow breath and closed her eyes for a moment, letting her glamour fall so the silver eye was visible for opening them; two toned eyes watching Seth for a moment. “There’s a reason the Clave wanted someone as good as me to be the one to marry me. It doesn’t mean I’m not sorry, though.” She shrugged a little. “I hope you’re right.” her voie was quiet as she looked at the ring on her finger, wondering what would happen next for them.

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“It’s fine. I don’t mind helping, you know? Besides, it could be worse. All we have to do is pretend to be married when people are around. The rest of the time? We can ignore each other. Depending on where we stay, my place is big enough we probably will only bump into each other around dinner time.” Seth shrugged as he sat down. “What’s scaring you?”

Ana watched him for a moment, dark eyes vulnerable. “Seth…I hate that you have to give up your life for this.” She frowned as he sat next to her, staring at her hands. “That’s what it is, and I don’t want you to feel like you have to ignore me. I know I’m probably the last person anyone would want to marry, but I’d still like to try and be friends.” She was quiet for a long moment after his question, hands wringing a little. “I’m scared this will be for nothing. And that thought…terrifies me.”

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@themusechronicles [cont. from xx]

“I don’t believe I have a reason not to trust you. But don’t worry, I know. I agreed to this, after all. And I don’t really like agreeing to things like this. Your father knows that. But… I will happily go through with this. I mean it’s what’s best for you and your brother after all.”

Ana looked up at him, letting her glamour fall for a moment to reveal one silver cat eye. She was quiet as she watched him before her glamour returned, and she looked at her hands, fingers brushing over the love rune she’d been born with. “I wish you didn’t have to agree. I wish the Clave didn’t see Tara and I as a risk. But it’s gonna take time.” She sighed. “But I’m still scared.”

“So you’re the one I’m supposed to marry.” Ana said, crossing her arms. The Clave had officially pissed her off, but she was going to make the best of her situation. “I’m Anabel. Most people call me Ana. By now I’m guessing you realize who my fathers are.” (Have an arranged marriage thing cuz why tf not? 💞)

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“Supposed to. Doesn’t mean we have to.” Seth corrected before nodding as he looked her over. “Y-Yeah. I know them.” He still thought this was anything but a good idea. Though he truly believed people should have a choice in who they married – but unfortunately most people hadn’t gotten with the times yet and still chose to enforce arranged marriages.

“We don’t have to, but my brother and I don’t have much choice. I marry you or we end up in the Silent City. Clave doesn’t really like hybrids.” The half warlock sighed and moved to sit on the couch, running her hand through her hair. “Dad says you’re a good guy, though. So if he’s willing to trust you, I’ll trust you. But you have to trust me, too. Deal?”