My love isn't a Myth (Naga Vincent x Reader)

MARRIGE!?

<The picture is what your wearing>
~11 Years later~
You were at the field of the farm... taking in the fresh air. Ever since your father caught you trying to enter the other side he hasn't let you return. You were five now your 16. You then heard your father call out to you. You ran to the house. He was waiting for you in the kitchen with a stern look on his face. You slightly looking up at him.
"Y-you called?"
"Yes... I have important news."
"What is it?"
"I have arranged for your marrige!"
"WHAT!?"
"Indeed... your groom is sir markimus."
"What, but father he is about 40 years old!"
"I don't care you shall get married... he could be 70 for sakes, but tommorrow noon you shall be a married woman!"
"But I don't love him!"
"You don't have to it's my choice... and you must follow, or what you want to be like those skanks in the streets. That have sex for money! Because I would be happy to apply!"
You glance at your feet.
"Yes father... I shall obey."
"Good Now up to your bedroom."
You ran to your room. You plopped on your bed... tears in your eyes. I can't marry tomorrow, and If I don't obey my father will disown me. I must flee!
You searched through your gardments packing clothes in a cloth bag. You dressed in a black slim dress from the top becoming loose when it reaches the hips. You toped it with a burgundy cape like hood. You wrote a letter to your father. Taking a lattern with you escaped into the dark of the night...