Eldarya: Imagine

Ezarel | Human

AN/ This oneshot is connected to a longfic I'm writing on AO3: "Love Comes Softly" where there's an arranged marriage between you and Ezarel. So all things that don't get explained here or may seem kinda confusing are adressed there. 

If you want to find the fic, my AO3 name is AnonymousMyself.

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He's been getting married – that's something he's been ready for ever since he's grown enough to leave home and pursue his dream of wolfing down knowledge he wouldn't find in the confines of the mansion.

The revelation was the calm before the storm, though and he's been on edge ever since he learnt the full news.

He's always known he wouldn't have a choice in the matter and has been prepared to simply go with it. But never in his life has he considered the possibility of having to marry a human.

So his father's words hit him in the face like a grand wave hits the cliffs in the Eel coast during the storm. Hard . And without any beforehand preparation he was absolutely and utterly shaken to the core. Because the word human holds an awful amount of meanings in Eldarya. And to be honest, none of them is actually good.

For once, they have been the ones to force faeries to run away, to leave Earth and settle in an artificial world not fit to live in. Fear caused that, irrational as it was, but they had some reason.

It didn't explain why they still kept on hunting them down, though.

It also didn't give them any right to take his mother from his father and him.

To be married to a human would be the biggest slap to the face he's even gotten.

So of course he raged. Of course he tried to convince his father to break the deal. He'd be okay marrying any of those snobbish elvish nobilities if that meant he wouldn't have to live even part of his life with a human.

Right. They lived short. They wouldn't be even bound for the whole life like it was supposed to be.

If he gave in, he would be left behind eventually with no more possibilities to create home.

It was the most cruel thing his father has done, ever .

And the fact it came with such a great deal did not change a thing.

Now, if this wasn't enough, the guard accepted it. Easily . Miiko didn't do much else than blink before practically glowing at the idea.

Food was important, yes, but that didn't explain why someone would allow a human in their world because they could guarantee it.

Right. What was even the price they were repaying for the food? The whole thing sounded like bullshit when his future wife would gain practically nothing from that. There had to be an ulterior motive nobody was seeing. He's been sure of it.

And he's been trying to find it during the time that passed quicker and quicker until suddenly, the last week came and he was supposed to meet her .

So as against it as he was, he sneaked out the moment his father moved his attention from him and to the sorcerer.

He would have never expected to run in her right after.

He really believed the woman he met in that violet-coloured room was the sorceress. He's never seen her before and she looked so similar to the man his father talked with, he was easily mistaken. She was gorgeous and her attitude was something to admire. He pretty much wished she was the one he would marry instead of some little human that he most certainly wouldn't even get along with.