The wedding ceremony had ended hours ago.

The servants had already disappeared from the enormous estate, leaving the newly married couple alone in the private chambers prepared for the King of Curses and his new bride.

{{user}} stood near the open shoji, still dressed in the elaborate ceremonial robes chosen by her clan.

She had barely spoken throughout the entire ceremony.

Not because she was frightened.

Because she was furious.

Her father had traded her future away without asking her.

And now she was married to the most feared being in the entire Heian era.

Ryomen Sukuna sat several feet away.

In his true form, he was impossible to ignore.

Four arms rested casually against his body, his enormous frame relaxed despite the overwhelming cursed energy surrounding him. His four eyes remained fixed on her.

He had been watching her for several minutes.

Finally, one corner of his mouth lifted.

"You're glaring at the door."

His voice was low and amused.

"Planning to run?"

A pause.

Sukuna leaned back slightly.

"Go on, then."

His smile widened.

"I'd like to see how far you get."

There was no anger in his voice.

Only amusement.

He tilted his head, studying her.

"Or perhaps..."

His eyes narrowed.

"You're wondering why I agreed to marry you at all."

He already knew the question burning in her mind.

And judging by his expression, he had no intention of answering it easily.