Marrina held eye contact with Namor, fighting down the fear and uncertainty she felt. She knew she loved Mason, even if they'd never really gotten much beyond making out. But to have all this suddenly thrust upon her, and worse, to be bound by ancient custom in such a way...
Sometimes, she wondered if it would have been simpler never to have met Namor. But then she'd never have known her sister. And without her help, who knows what might have happened to Kassi.
"I... thank-you, Father," she said, keeping up her determination.
"And thank-you, too, Kassi. Glad to have someone else rooting for Mason."
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