King Blumur knew how ambitious the Three Elves Race was. Letting them in the royal family was like inviting a lion to devour them. It's unpleasant, but even with his authority, he couldn't oppose the decisions of the ancestors.
Who would want to let in a tiger in their place? Unless King Blumur was dumb, he wouldn't let them in if only he had the power to do so.
"So you will just watch me get married to an asshole like that?" Fiarra was full of indignation. How could their ancestors sell her to that man?
Abyss Scion was infamous for being vicious towards his dao partners. His infatuation for the princess was only because she was beautiful. But what if he got fed up and no longer wanted her? The princess' life would be miserable.
Not to mention, the man was reeking with unfaithfulness. For sure, he would have many wives, not just her.
"Fiarra, watch your words." King Blumur said with a firm tone, "I will try to get you out of the marriage but for now, go along with it."