You're mine

"You are both dismissed," Namor commands "leave us be,"

entering through the curtains that lead to his living quarters, what need do they have for doors right.

Doors,

Privacy in other words.

Namor blinks as the vase comes flying at him like a javelin and hits the wall instead. He doesn’t care how he looks at this moment, watching Shuri continue to grab more things to throw at him.
It it devastating to hear the sound of Shuri’s breathing and her ferocity. All will be gone okce they are newly weds.

“Take me back home,” she demands looking around to see if there is honestly anything left to throw at him, and there is nothing.

She will be the only thing he will admire, truly Cha' ah gift to him. Its just the truth thats hidden from her, that he ages slowly, wanting to burn the world and convince her to burn the world and marry her, either she do as he commands or he will do so anyway.

“Fear not Itzia, This is your home from now and your family has been informed,” Namor reminds her, stepping over the shards of clay.

“You- You- you crazy creep how do you know where i live- Are you some kind of psychopath?”
Namor licks his lips and smiles, reaching out to grab her and he pulls her towards him by the waist.

“Remove your hands from me,” Shuri demands, backing away from him

“I will not be your wife.”

“We will be married, maybe not now, maybe not next month, maybe not next year, but soon" he imitates what she said at the house to rile her up, and it does, it really does.

“In your dreams,” she gives him an annoyed look

But right now he only finds amusement. “Itzia, carefull with your words as i may also follow this and we may wed without your knowledge.”

Shuri closes her eyes. She just wishes she never moved.

She pays no heed

“I will not stay here quietly,” she tells him. “I will find one way or another to leave wherever this place is.”

Namor sighs. “How so?” he asks, walking up to her and his hands move upwards to carres her cheek. He will never be tired of her, Itzia. His Itzia.

"You will suffocate within 15 minutes in the depth of Talokan and its currents.”

She gives him a breif confused look squinting her eyes. “What?,”

“There is alot for you to figure out, Itzia. I am not who you think i am, For i am Ku' Uk' Kul' Kan the Feathered Serpent, God of the Sea, and of-course your Husband.,” He states.

"Oh Bast" she doesnt know what to say she was in a town 2 days ago met a stranger 2 says ago and now he wants to marry her for when god knows tomorrow or today.

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“What did I tell you about lying to me?” he whispers into her her ear “The more you do it, the more severe your punishments will become.”

“I am not lying.”

“You dont need to tell me, i can hear it.” He chuckles

Shuri shrieks as he grabs the back of her shirt and slams her back to his chest. His hand spreads low over her stomach, where his and his Itzia's baby will grow.

“Princess,” he mutters into her hair as she squirms against his hold. “I will not repeat myself. Will you stop being so stubborn?”

Shuri streches her way out of namors grasp or so she tried.
“I want to go home” she pleads. The juice must've had weakened her. She feels sick.

Of him.

“Have some rest, You will need it.” His left hand lay beneath her legs and right on her back keeping her upfront as she slowly falls asleep as he take them both to the bed and there they lay asleep like Husband and Wife.

Once again,

God dammit.

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Without hesitation, Namor reaches out and places his hand on her forehead to alleviate her discomfort. As she removes her arm, she blinks up at him, still disoriented and caught in the midst of her dream—or perhaps nightmare, given that she jolts upright and a distressed sound from her throat is what comes out first.

"Please leave," trying to slap his hand away

Namor gives her a look. "I dont take orders, i give them.” Its not always a day you see shuri in a irritable mood.

“You had a nightmare about something, What was it?”

“You."

Paying no heed he removes his hand and continues “at the end of the day atleast you're thinking about me terrorising or not,” he says. “I will take you to talokan” he motions her to the white dress that lays there.

Shuri grabs the dress. “You're making my escape route easier, do not blame me once i am far away from you and this agonising place”
“We will see about that,” he smirks“you will enjoy this visit” that sounds threatening

“Hopefully ”

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“Why is everyone here?“ She questions as she sits on the throne besides Namor, truly she has no idea what's happening

They are here for you. The Future Queen of Talokan" He announces not just to her but his people too in his language.

A old man thats wearing white stands infrint of them hes repeating chants in the same language which she cannot understand, hes holding a tray that has cocoa.

“It is costomary to feed the king,”

"Will you let me leave if i do so?" Shes reluctant and if his answer is no she will find her own way to so.

"No," Namor chuckled, “Itzia, Im not asking you. I’m telling you.” His voice becomes deep

She grabs the cocoa and feeds it to him, he grabs out a jade bracelet,

'It's beautiful' She thinks to herself.

“This is for you Itzia, for we are now Husband snd Wife," He States. “In the Marriage Laws of Talokan You are to stay here, with your husband. You where a princess, but now King of Talokan, Great Feathered Serpents Wife, My Itzia.”

"What? This was supposed to be customary as you said. WE ARE NOT MARRIED, for you have tricked me. LIES LIES LIES." She yells as she tries to run away but that bloody suit its jsut so heavy the currents arent helping either.

“Fear not worry, I will give you freedom if you wish to return ti the surface, I will not deny you that,” Namor continued, his grin was a mockering for fooling her into this loveless marriage. He is the snake as he said he is. “but i wish for love and affection between you and i"

Shuri picked up a vase near by and threw it at him, Sadly he missed the vase, as he picked her up bridal style and swam to THEIR hut.

“This is ilegal you tricked me and forced me to marry you infact YOU ARE ILEGAL, You are s snake a tricking snake. Once i am out of here i will make sure to punish you,” Shuri warned Namor as he put her down on the bed. “There wws this purple man wanting to destroy earth few years back and now some underwater serpent!” She emphasised that with each punch on his chest
"I wish to return to the surface as soon as possible,” She yelled “This is not right!”
“I am going to escape, and when I do –” Shuri began after he was done taking off his arm band shoul.

“Do not tire yourself, we will be heading in when you are calm?” It was the first thing namor said after the ceremony, perhaps ashamed of his actions. That beast,

Before the ceremony he had asked her what she liked for him to wear. It was astonishing couldnt he take a hint she doesnt even wanna get married to him. She even thought it would be anytime but now.

Namor did know if he'd tell ehr when she would do anything to stop this marriage so he never gave her a specific date to their marriage.

She was tired she jsut wanted one day without this agitating man

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“Sweet dreams, Shuri" Namor says with a sweet nicer tone.

“I will dream that you die right here.”

“My apologies, I forgot to let you know about our wedding” he didnt sound apologetic . “Truly, I mean it.”
“You are a bastard. You purposefully didnt tell me, had i known i would've left right then and there” She got up and pointed at him

She was caught of guard as he closed the gap and was more closer than ever. He was admiring his reluctant bride, his Itzia

He did not try to hide his interest in her, She was beautiful. moving his eyes up and down her body.

'You pervert' she murmurs

Between the bedding and the fire, the room felt hot, stifling. Most of all, Namor’s presence alone seemed to suck all the air out.

“Pervert? Itzia, we are married i have the right to see you, touch you, feel you, pleasure you.” He moved his hands to her thighs, though she tried to move away with no success to put more space between them. “Our wedding has my people together, out there, feasting, drinking, dancing, rejoicing in honor of our marriage.”

“This marriage is nothing but loveless and a form of trickery," she continues “Your people and you are rejoicing for nothing.”

“In the eyes of Talokan, we are husband and wife.” He stated sincerely, wrapping thte jade bracelet around her hand.

“You are ignoring the subject,” She began, just as he began tying the strings together of the jade bracelet around her wrists. “Namor, I do not believe this wedding to be anything nor this marriage”
“No,” His tone changing serious“We are Husband snd Wife, King and Queen of Talokan, I pay no heed if you believe it or not, Itzia”

Speechless she lays back on the bed and namor quickly spoons her despite of the protests of telling him to let her go and go sleep somewhere else he pays no heed as he take a big sniff of her neck which tickles and makes a little squirm out of her throat

'It smells like roses' he thinks. Such strong sense of smell,

And hearing.

There they lay one without fears and no worries the other full of worries and fears

You can guess whos who.