by Nayt on Fri Oct 22, 2010 10:44 pm
This question was just as easy to answer as the question about how many dates Etsu had been on. Except this time, it wasn't that it was a no-brainer. This time, she'd actually practiced the answer. Yes, there had been some nights where she imagined what it would have been like to be married to a nice boy-- and yes, her idea of a nice boy was that of the Eldridge Tsukimono she met years ago. Earlier thoughts on this bordered on girlish fancies. She had pictured what all their wedding would be like. Who she'd invite. If sake would be permitted or not. Probably not. And ultimately, she thought about what kind of dress she'd wear.
There was even a time that an eleven year old Etsu wandered into the tailor's down the road and spent hours searching through all the shiromuku he had on display. The tailor jokingly asked if she was going to get married, and Etsu very seriously replied that yes, she was in fact going to be married. A week later, she saw that tailor again; he asked when the ceremony was going to be held. She lied and told him that she believed it was going to be six months from then. Six months later, she saw him again and he asked, and she said that it had been pushed back by a year. And when she was twelve and still unmarried, she made a sincere effort to avoid that tailor from that point on.
Later on, Etsu's fancies became less imaginative and more realistic. At thirteen, she became well versed in town economics and how dowries functioned. She learned of the stability of marriage and she learned of the horrors of going unmarried for the majority of one's life. Whilst some romance remained in her heart, she began to see it as a rational event-- a logical conclusion to her romantic life, allowing her to focus on other things, like education, professional interests, and starting a family.
"He wour-rd buy us a home," she was speaking of her stepfather, of course, "And Ojisan wour-rd give a dowry to my famir-ry. And you and I wour-rd r-rive to-gether-- and it wour-rd be com-fort-abr-re and stabr-re. Be-cause a good husband and a good wife do not r-reave each-other and they do not hurt each-other, and I wour-rd r-rike to be a good wife some-day. And . . . then we wour-rd finish schoor-r, and per-haps we wour-rd move on to-gether for cor-rrege. And then I wour-rd join you in taking over cr-rinic when Ojisan and Obasan re-tire. And someday-- probabr-ry after we finish schoor-r and before cor-rrege, we wour-rd start famir-ry to-gether. And we wour-rd be happy."
She said absolutely nothing about love-- but love was not an important aspect of an arranged marriage. It happened eventually. If both parties were kind to one another, they were likely going to fall in love and stay in love, but romantic love was in no way a requirement for the start of an arranged marriage. This was something Etsu had come to terms with long ago, back when she even heard about the possibility. When her mother explained it to her, it made perfect sense, and Etsu sincerely had no issues with the concept.