“You’ve brought shame on the family! You’ll marry immediately! I’ll come in a year and take the heir!” the head of the family demands. “Forgive me,” I repent for my foolishness. “But I… Shut your mouth while men sort things out!” he raises his fist. “And you—” he looks at the one who stole me. “Right now you’ll pay the ransom and take her as your wife. Otherwise—corpse!” “Of course I’ll marry. What are we even talking about?” “But I don’t want to marry the man I’ve seen for the first time in my life.” “The wedding will happen!” the future husband cuts it off. “Let it be. But I’m not getting in bed with him and I’m not getting pregnant from that tyrant—ever.”