Can love be green? (Yonji x Reader)

The plan for the event

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Here is a little helper:
✏︎(y/n)=your name
✏︎(l/n)=your last name
✏︎(h/l)=hair length
✏︎(h/c)=hair color
✏︎(e/c)=eye color
✏︎(b/n)=brother name
✏︎(f/n)=first sister name
✏︎(s/n)=second sister name

The words in italics represent thoughts.
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The meal served and ate, your father smiled maliciously. It didn't take you more to know someone was going on, the words that escaped his lips confirmed it. "Now, Judge, I believe we can talk business."

"Yes."

The green-haired boy frowned. "Me?" The dark pupils of your father went on the other king. "I see you didn't tell the boy." The Garuda shook his head, while I brought my glass of wine at my lips, drinking yet following the discussion with a lot of focus. "Allow me to say it then." He took a deep breath. "Vinsmoke Yonji, you will marry my daughter." Your grip tighten strongly, your teeth clacking together. The feeling of frustration was so strong a crack emerged from your hand on the glass. However, nobody noticed just yet.

"What!? Why should I!?"

"Behave Yonji, " calmly yet coldly said Ichiji, the oldest son. "He doesn't need to Ichiji," you let out, putting down your cracked glass. "I am not planning to behave myself. I refuse to marry, whoever it is. My answer is no." The queen, your mother, frowned strictly. "None of you have the choice. We both need what the other has and we want a stable and strong link between our two families. You liking the situation or not doesn't change the situation. Did I make myself clear my swan?"

You looked at the floor, frustrated and exasperated by the situation, not knowing what to do. You were well aware you couldn't defy her, not in this state, otherwise, she would transform herself into a real monster, so you chose to give up, just for now. "Yes, mother..."

She smirked coldly. "You are finally behaving correctly." You glared at your brother who seemed to be truly sorry for you. Yonji simply sighed, "It seems I don't have the choice."

That's not what I wanted...

"You will be coming at Germa with us after the wedding, " informed you the tall blonde. You let out a little laugh. "Even if I say no you won't give me the choice..."

You father smiled, visibly satisfied by the events. "Shall I call a maid to show you your rooms you will stay in then?"

That was the last sentence you heard of this discussion : froze under the shock. Only the eyes of your brother, filled with pity stayed in your mind.

Why? Just why?

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Some time later
(Timeskip)
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You were really angry and to exteriorize them, you didn't find a better way than to train like a frenzied. You were certainly looking lame and crazy but you didn't care at all: it wasn't your biggest concern at the moment.

You wanted to yell of anger, you wanted the whole world to explode, you wanted to be left alone.

Your activity however got disturbed by footsteps getting closed to you. When you turned around to see the newcomer, the individual started to talk. "Not very elegant."