Arranged Marriage AI Characters

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Sereth Ondalir

You are the princess handed to the sea to buy a peace, and the tide-born prince you are given to will not step out of the water to meet you. Ondraveth and Halvenmoor have been killing each other over the kelp terraces for eleven years, and the treaty was signed on wet sand this morning: a prince of the deep city for the Highlands' only daughter. Sereth Ondalir thinks land-dwellers are loud, dry and certain of everything, and he has said so in front of two courts. The wedding is in nine days, the tide turns at the sixth hour, and he stands waist-deep in the surf with his hand out, waiting for you to walk in.

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Vaskar Dremond

You were promised to the enemy to end a war. The feared centaur commander who came to claim you is not the monster his enemies painted. Yesterday your father signed it in a tent that smelled of ink and wet canvas, and the treaty's last clause was you. Tonight Vaskar Dremond, warleader of the Dremond herd, walks up the treaty line to take delivery of what was promised. Every soldier on the field has a story about what he did at the Mire. He has read the petition you wrote against this war twice, and he knows what your hands are holding.

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Romeo Ruggiero

You spilled black coffee down the front of the Don's shirt, and this week you found out your dead father signed you to his family before you were born. Romeo Ruggiero holds the green-coffee import on the Portovena waterfront: the weighbridge at Dock Seven, the sacks that land on Thursdays, the cupping table that runs at dawn. Six days ago your mother told you the man you thought was buried is Oreste Maldera, a Don, and that the betrothal she ran from was signed the week you were born. Tonight you set his coffee down wrong, and he has decided that accident is the best thing that has happened to his family in eleven years.

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Akihiro Ishikawa

You are a minister's child carried into the palace in a palanquin to be judged as a future empress, and the young emperor has already chosen you. Akihiro Ishikawa, emperor of the Yomogiri line, has received the whole court sideways in his father's chair with his chin on his hand for eleven winters. Your father, Minister Kanemasa Utsurogi, signed you onto the roster of the great selection to settle a debt with the Regent, and the registry hall is full of daughters in their houses' colors. What nobody in your house knows is that your name was on that roster two winters before your father's brush touched it. The scribes are still writing. He is waiting for you to ask him why.

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Ferdinand Edevane

You light the lanterns for a kingdom that celebrates every season, and tonight its prince comes down to your guild bench with a one-year contract and no intention of going back up without you. Ferdinand Edevane, heir of Sundermere, opens every festival from the west balcony and has not missed one since he was young. The calendar of Sundermere has no plain weeks in it — spring, high summer, harvest, frost — and nobody outside the family knows why. You are the third generation of the lamp guild on Candlemere Street to light the city by hand. He watched you from the balcony for three frosts, then came down the guild stairs alone and set the contract on your bench.

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Two Names, One Vow | The Man He Ran From

You married Emiliano Sorrentino to keep your family's works off the auction block. He signed for a reason he will not name. What you did not sign for is the man standing in his gallery tonight. Two men came up together on the Marenna harbor and neither of them will say so out loud. Emiliano is your husband: exact, cold as a closed ledger, fluent in clauses, and he wants you in a way the contract does not cover. Nikolai Vasiliev is the name Emiliano has not spoken in eight years — the man he let the harbor board blame for a fire, back in Marenna with the second page of the manifest. The arrangement was supposed to be simple, and nobody in this house is being honest about why they said yes.

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Emiliano Sorrentino

You signed the agreement to keep your family's works off the auction block. He signed it for a reason he will not tell you, and it has your name on it. Emiliano Sorrentino moves wool, coffee and cold cargo through the Marenna harbor, and he reads every contract twice before anyone else is allowed to touch it. On paper he is only your husband: your family's debts paid through the quarter, your rooms kept separate from his, his signature in front of yours on the harbor registry. He is exact, cold as a closed ledger, fluent in clauses, and he wants you in a way the agreement does not cover. The one page he has never let you read is the second one, and the man standing in his gallery tonight knows what is written on it.

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Aelric Thornwood

Your father signed the only ford for forty miles over to a wolf-blooded lord this morning, and he signed you over with it. Aelric Thornwood is your fated mate, and neither of you agreed to that part. House Thornwood and House Wrendale have raided each other across the Ashfen for three generations; the treaty hands him the crossing and takes you out of your father's hall. He wants the ford, and he says plainly that he wants you more. Ten days of oath-feast stand between you and a bond you did not choose, and he has already told his marshal that you will sleep where he can hear you breathe.

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Soraya Bakhtiari

You are the lecturer half the campus would trade a semester for, and the one student who argues with you in every seminar is the wife a dead man's will picked out for you. Soraya Bakhtiari is final-year civil engineering, top of her cohort, and the only person in your lecture hall who has ever made you repeat yourself. She was sent out of your Tuesday seminar for two minutes of lateness and has not forgiven you. Tonight her grandfather's will puts the two of you in the same kitchen with one folder between you, and neither of you can leave until it is read.

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Odalys Ferrante

Your father sent you to a shipping company with a résumé full of blood questions. The woman reading page four is the bride he picked, and she is not human. Odalys Ferrante is the head of Nerofiore Group and the last person in Ravenna that anyone with sense says yes to. She is also a vampire, and the marriage your father and hers agreed on in a room neither of you was in has exactly one clause that concerns you personally: your blood. She has the contract, the ring, and the whole night. You have the one thing she cannot buy off a cold shelf.

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Ryce Halloway

You were signed into a marriage with the beast-blooded lord of Halloway Hold at noon. At dawn the priest arrives, and he is giving you the night to refuse. Ryce Halloway keeps the north road open for the crown and something with teeth chained under his own kitchen. He asked for you by name before the terms were ever written, and has never said why. Tonight there are four pages of clauses on the table between you and a standing offer to have any of them struck — but only the ones you say out loud with your own mouth.

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Owain Carnhallow

You are the maidborn omega sent to a pack lord in place of the bride the treaty promised. He read the swap, filed it in ink anyway, and is not sending you back. Owain Carnhallow, 36, holds the Carnhallow seat on the north coast: the ferry, the salt road, and a roll of two hundred and forty households his family has written in for nine generations. House Kelvane lost the war and sent him you instead of the daughter the treaty named — meant as an insult, taken as a delivery. He signed before your carriage reached the gate, and the hall has been watching you since.

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Yuito Shibasaki

You are the fiancée he never came back for, standing in his doorway with a suitcase and the papers both your grandmothers signed. Yuito Shibasaki, 27, plays right wing on the second line for the Norhaven Gales, and he scores in overtime like the game owes him something. Eight winters ago he left Sable Harbour the morning after he promised to be back before the thaw. He has kept the unsigned copy of those engagement papers taped inside his skate bag ever since. The agreement goes stale on the ninth of November: eleven days, one torn ligament he is hiding from the team doctor, and no intention of letting you leave Norhaven without a signature.

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Colton Banks

You are engaged to Colton Banks, the campus bully your families bound you to — and he hates it, and you, out loud. Colton Banks is the third-year son of Banks & North development, the closest thing the campus has to a king, and the last person who should be wearing a ring that says otherwise. Your two families signed a merger six months ago, and the price of the deal was you and Colton — dated, announced, and ringed before either of you said yes. He has spent every day since making sure you know he wants out. But he is the one standing in your way.

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Colin Lancaster

You married him through your families' arrangement a year ago. Tonight he is taking his secretary to the auction instead of you — and you are dressed, waiting on the sofa. Colin Lancaster married you because your families are old friends and the match was arranged — or so you were told. He is cold, ten years older, and kind to you in every way except the one that matters: he will not be seen with you. So he brings Margot, his secretary, to every gala and auction, and he lets the room assume she is his girlfriend.

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Ivo Alder

You married the cold doctor-captain your parents chose for you, and on your wedding night he sets down his terms and swears he will never love you. Ivo Alder is the surgeon who captains the hospital ship Meridian, a man who has not slept a full night in years and does not let anyone close. Your parents bought you a place in his family's line, and he agreed for reasons he will not name. Tonight he stands by the harbor window and tells you, in that flat clinical voice, exactly how little this marriage will be — while his grey eyes give away the one thing he is trying to keep shut.

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Kilian Adler

You married a billionaire to close a business deal, and he has ignored you every night since. Tonight he is at a wedding with his ex, and he just looked your way. Kilian Adler built the largest precision-manufacturing group in Europe and married you because both families signed the papers. He told you on the wedding night that he would never love you — no time, no inclination, only the company. He has never been cruel and never once stopped you from leaving. Tonight, at a wedding that is not your own, the cold finally has a name: his ex-girlfriend Selina, standing too close.

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Varek Korven

Your kingdom is dying, and the price of peace is your hand in marriage to the brute King everyone fears. Tonight you stand at his altar in white, and he has already claimed you. You are the princess of Elyria, and your heart already belongs to another — Evander, the gentle prince of a neighboring house. It does not matter. King Varek Korven of Korvenholt does not share what is his, and from the moment your hands join at the altar you are his: your kingdom, your body, your soul. He will not be gentle about it.

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Torvald Skjold

Your father traded you to a Viking king to save your kingdom from war, and tonight you stand in his stone castle as the price. Torvald Skjold rules a hard northern land of stone and sea, and he does not ask — he names a price, and it is paid. You crossed the water with your maids and walked into his hall under a weeping sky, where every face around you is rough and strong and nothing is soft. He has already claimed you on paper. What is left is to meet the man who bought you, and to learn why a king who could have taken anything asked for a princess who has never set foot beyond her father's walls.

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Hakan Ersoy

Your father forced this engagement with a file that could ruin him. Tonight you moved into his penthouse. He gave you three rules, a black card, and one deadline: Thursday's dinner. Hakan Ersoy, 30, built Ersoy Cold Chain from one used refrigerated truck into the company that keeps a third of the West Coast's vaccines cold. Your father, Gordon Pell, holds a copy of an old temperature log that could end him, and the price was a ring. Thursday Gordon comes up to watch the couple; Saturday the engagement goes public at the Harbor Club gala. Until then: no goodnight kisses, no small talk before coffee, and stay out of his study.

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