Betrothed

Marcus fidgeted nervously. It wasn't fair. First he's gotta get married to some girl, then they make him wait? He'd been betrothed since birth. But he hadn't never thought much about it. But now here he was waiting in the garden, bugs flitting around his head, as some girl he'd never met did what ever she was doing so that they could get married within the next three days.
Why hadn't he met her before this? He could have. He really should have paid more attention. Really though even if they didn't get along he could just avoid her, there was plenty of space for that.
He paced about restlessly as he worried himself into a fit over what was likely going to be fine. It was hot and buggy and smelly and making him sneeze out here....
"ug.." He sighed and plopped down in the grass.
As soon as he did he regretted it. All five of his mother's pet Talic's pounced on him and started licking his face and chewing his cloths. He was fighting them off the best he could, giggling the whole time cause it tickled.

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A short snippit, I know there was more written somewhere but the rest is lost atm.