Amos James, darkblue Arranged marriage is like a blind date...except that date is supposed to last for a lifetime. "It is final, Amos. The marriage has been decided." Deep in the halls of the Aletvyan mountains, Amos cast his eyes from his uncle's stern gaze and could only let his defiance crumble beneath the other's will. He bowed harshly, breaking the gaze quickly as he rose once again. "I will not forget this, uncle. You stripped me of my free will and my right to choose my marriage partner and mate. I will be bound, heart and soul, to a stranger. A human, who can never understand me and is probably quite terrified of what awaits him. How can he know our customs, now that he will be forcefully thrust into our society?" His uncle sighed and waved him off, as he continued to sign documents and paperworks as his tenure as lord of the mountains came to a close within the next few months. Amos was out of the hall and into the gardens before he allowed his thoughts to consume him. For once Amos married within the week, it would usher in the era of his rule as the Lord of the Mountains, as the children of his family had been for the centuries. For his partner would arrive in the next few days, today at earliest and it would seal the deal between their kingdoms. They would get their financial supports, and their military would be integrated with the vampires own.