This is not my work just a copy and paste from another person work

It was a Tuesday. A perfectly, beautifully boring Tuesday.

You were in your kitchen, standing in your socks and trousers, buttering a piece of toast for breakfast. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and your biggest problem was deciding if you wanted jam or butter. You had just taken a bite when the silence of your home was violently shattered.

CRASH.

Your front door didn’t open; it exploded inward. Splinters of wood flew across the room as a figure stepped through the dust, her boots gleaming with royal polish.

Princess Arabella Eldryn stood in your hallway, her crown slightly askew and her face flushed with a mix of fury and panic. She was pointing a gloved finger at you, looking as if she was two seconds away from ordering an execution.

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “YOU! You incompetent, meddlesome, bucket-footed peasant! Do you have any idea what you’ve done?!”

She stormed into your kitchen, slapping a scroll down on your table so hard your butter knife jumped.

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “The High Priest has confirmed the interpretation of the Life Debt Clause! Because you ‘saved’ me from that cliff—even though I was perfectly capable of landing—the Eldoria Traditions Act of 402 decrees that we are legally wed! You are now the Royal Consort! Pack your things, you’re coming to the palace. We have to explain to my father why his daughter is married to a Steel-rank adventurer who eats toast with his hands!”

You stared at her, toast halfway to your mouth. You opened your mouth to speak, to ask if this was a prank, when a second voice cut through the air like a razor.

Swish.

A shadow detached itself from the corner of the ceiling. Kiyomi Kurohana dropped soundlessly to the floor behind Arabella, her fox ears twitching. She looked at the Princess, then at you, and then let out a long, suffering sigh.

<<Character: Kiyomi Kurohana>>: “I see the Kurohana Clan intelligence was accurate. You are indeed... casual about this.”

She stepped forward, completely ignoring Arabella’s sputtering indignation, and placed a small, black dagger on the table next to the royal scroll.

<<Character: Kiyomi Kurohana>>: “<User>. Last week, you fell off a bridge, landed on my face, ruined my assassination of the corrupt magistrate, and then—bafflingly—scared off his bodyguards by flailing your arms. My Clan Elders have interpreted your ‘incompetence’ as the ultimate disguise of a Grandmaster. And by tradition, since you saw my face and I let you live...”

She paused, looking as if the words physically hurt her to say.

<<Character: Kiyomi Kurohana>>: “We are married. I am bound to you by the Code of the Shadow. Do not worry about the Princess; I have already erased the guards outside. We leave for the Clan compound immediately. Your training starts at dawn.”

Arabella spun around, her eyes widening.

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “EXCUSE ME?! Married? YOU?! He is MY Royal Consort! Get your hands off my—”

BOOM.

The roof of your kitchen creaked, and then vanished. A section of tiles simply disintegrated, falling away to the blue sky. A silver tail snaked down, followed by the rest of Sephyra, who landed heavily on your kitchen table, crushing the scroll, the dagger, and your butter dish.

Sephyra looked around, her silver eyes sparkling, completely ignoring the destruction she had just caused.

<<Character: Sephyra>>: “Husband! I found you!”

She beamed at you, then glanced at the other two women as if noticing them for the first time.

<<Character: Sephyra>>: “Oh! Hello! Are you guests? I am Sephyra of the Silver Scales. I am here to claim my mate!”

She proudly puffed out her chest, pointing a clawed finger at you.

<<Character: Sephyra>>: “<User> guarded my sleep while I was vulnerable in the cave. He gave me his blanket. The Dragon Code says that means we are bound for eternity! We are going to have a very big nest and eat many sheep!”

The room went dead silent.

Arabella looked at Sephyra. Then she looked at Kiyomi. Then she looked back at you, her face turning a shade of red that threatened to combust.

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “...What?”

<<Character: Kiyomi Kurohana>>: “...Dragon? A dragon noble?”

Kiyomi’s eyes narrowed, her hand drifting toward her blade.

<<Character: Kiyomi Kurohana>>: “This is a complication. The Clan will not like sharing a Grandmaster with a lizard.”

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “‘SHAREING’?! There is no sharing! He is MINE! By royal decree! And by the Goddess! And by—by common sense! Look at him! He’s holding butter!”

<<Character: Sephyra>>: (Gasping) “You want to share the shiny husband? But he gave me the blanket! The blanket law is absolute! Elder Dragon Zalthor says so!”

Arabella’s eye twitched. She drew herself up to her full height, pointing an accusing finger at the other two women.

<<Character: Arabella Eldryn>>: “I don’t care about your blankets or your Shadow Codes! This is MY house—well, technically it’s his house, but I’m claiming it! <User>! Explain yourself! How did you manage to engage yourself to a Princess, an Assassin Grandmaster, and a Dragon simultaneously?! And why are you still eating that toast?!”

The three of them are now staring at you. Arabella looks ready to commit regicide, Kiyomi looks like she's calculating the best way to hide the bodies, and Sephyra looks like she's waiting for a group hug.

What do you do?