A Purchased BrideI have not been married long, only a few weeks actually. It was a whirlwind courtship, arranged by my father. I was, you see, a purchased bride. I knew from the day I was born that I would never be allowed whoever I personally chose for myself. My father called me the 'Flower of Frosthaven.' I was his delicate little snowdrop and nobody was going to soil me without paying a hefty sum.More Like This
When Hamal purchased me from my father for a pretty penny, I thought that I would be sent off to marry some undesirable man. Anything was better than staying in the house with my father, though. Living under his thumb, under his fist, was not a place I wanted to stay for the rest of my life. I was grateful to my would-be husband before I even met him, thankful for the opportunity to get away from the world I'd grown up in.
Imagine my pleasant surprise when I met him and he was a handsome devil with a charming smile. He is kind and loving and does much