The first meeting was long. Long and uncomfortable. Gwiboon felt as if she were on an auction block, being assessed for purchase.  In a way, she was.    Foreword This is (hopefully) a different take on the arranged marriage au please note, I find marriage cerimonies and practices of other cultures to be facinating but I am far from knowledgeable in such areas.  This is probably a blending of a few different cultural practices so I still tried to keep things vague in hopes of not offending anyone. Its also unbetaed cuz Ive already overloaded my betas with other projects and I dont want them to hate me ^^