Historical Arranged Marriages Novels & Stories

Concordia, Seven Hundred Years Before It took time to organize for a royal courtship, Thaelen discovered. Having negotiated the finer points of agreement should Thaelen accept a marriage with Greibron and one of Greibron’s eligible princesses with him, such as trade agreements, borders, dispute resolution, a dowry, and a bride price - which was basically an exchange of gifts between Thaelen and Queen Mariphine - then the courtship itself had to be arranged and orchestrated.

"Not yet. But Mommyla, Daddylo, and Aunt Baby are coming over later. They’re probably going to inform Mom and Dad, especially you, Faithfully, since you’re the first one in line to get hitched—no, I mean married." Faith fell silent. Yes, he was aware. They had been briefed about the arranged marriage by their greatgrandfather when they were teenagers. They had all agreed because it was a long-standing tradition in the Lee Family. Besides, given Don Adolfo's immense wealth, even the grandchildren of his heir, Ace Lee, were promised a substantial inheritance.

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."

I understand how he and Xavier are so close. “So you and Xavier. How did that happen?” he asks, genuinely interested. “Well, our parents agreed on an arranged marriage. We are both two powerful mafias and they wanted to unite us to make us even more powerful. The money would be better for the both of us too. I’m guessing Xavier didn’t tell you guys?” I say. “He doesn’t really share his private life with us. He’s a good friend though.” He says, keeping his eyes on the road.

Taking a breath, my mother continued speaking: "Your grandfather's intention before he died, was to try to rejoin our family to the company he created so long ago, so together with his great friend Derick Meyer, they both made a legal document to certify an arranged marriage." "Arranged marriage? Is that still in use now?" It's kind of funny because I already knew about those kinds of arrangements, indeed, I think we all know about them from history classes. But now we are in a different century, in a different world, arranged marriages are no longer used, now we all have the opportunities to decide the path to take in our lives.

Glancing down at my Rolex,, I realize I have about five hours before my yearly date with my intended bride. Antonia and I have had an arranged marriage since I was four and she was nothing more than a fetus in her mom’s belly. Arranged marriages are nothing new in the underworld especially when it comes to treaties. That was the case for me and Antonia or Toni as she prefers to be called. Our marriage solidifies the alliance with the Russians and Italian mafias, who also have an alliance with the Irish, which was a different arranged marriage long before Toni and I were arranged to be married.

In his heart, he remembered that his father had tried to arrange several marriages for him, but this was precisely what Vano feared about arranged marriages. Arranged marriages rarely lead to happiness. It's better when love happens naturally, without any strings attached. For example, Chelsea, whom Carlos had ordered to make Vano fall in love with her. But now, it was Carlos who couldn't stay away from Chelsea, indicating that all of Carlos's arranged marriages had failed and were now backfiring on him.

Stephan explained to me and shrugged. "So, you were destined to be married in an arranged marriage?" I asked him amazed. He shrugged again and said simply, "Well, most Eurasian nobles marry for the purpose of forming or strengthening alliances between peoples, sometimes internally, sometimes externally. There is not much choice for us at this point," he explained to me. "I hadn't thought of it that way," I muttered to him. Stephan then turned to me and said, "I can imagine how you feel, Your Highness. It's a little awkward at first, but then we usually accept it."

I might have to do some research on that one! It seems a little bizarre. Here we go, this is where the shit comes from; I sit at my computer and read the passage aloud, "During the time when arranged marriages were custom, the betrothed couple wasn't allowed to see each other before the wedding at all. The wedding symbolized a business deal between two families (romantic, huh?), and a father would have been pleased for his daughter to marry a man from a rich, land-owning family. But he also feared that if the groom met the bride before the wedding and thought she wasn't attractive, he'd call off the wedding, casting shame onto the bride and her family. Therefore, it became tradition that the

And, when he stood up abruptly like that with such a cold expression on his face, Sierra was quite intimidated. He was usually cheerful and full of jokes. He flirted all day around and Sierra had never seen him serious. Sometimes, she even wondered if he was truly the son of a don. His mannerisms didn't seem like it. Zeke's tall figure towered over her as he replied, "Sierra stop being so difficult. Our parents arranged this and not me. Trust me, I don't think you are anything special. But, I promised my dad to get married." "And, that's why I'm here. So stop acting like an immature brat and face reality."