Rebel

Background.

Her insistence and commitment appeared out of the blue.

"I don't want this," she exclaimed. "I said I don't want this!"

Arrogance and stubbornness circulated her blood, which grew, every moment she sighted the faces of surprise and confusion. She perfectly knew what they thought and said amongst themselves. How could she possibly set requirements or control anything at all, when she finally found a person who was insane enough to get married to her after she got past the age of 35.

She had to submissively accept everything. It's her last chance, her only choice. Even if the concept of her age was excluded, she didn't have any qualities that allowed anyone to fall in love with her. Beauty? Average. Limited intelligence. And absolutely no education. Even her parents weren't in a financial level that might compensate all these defects. However, she did not give up her right on choosing her desired set of gold, just like her fiancé promised her family. What the gold was worth? She never cared. She just wanted to choose. Only to choose..