Swipe your first Mistria year. We'll tell you who you're actually marrying.
you think you know who you're gonna romance. you don't. swipe through a full Mistria year — the crops, the mines, the gifts, the festivals — and your farm-logistics preferences will rat out your real type. go in swearing you'll pick the sweet one. get scored straight to the grumpy blacksmith anyway. then send it to whoever you'd co-op with and make them do it too.
For example —
the grump who's a nervous soft little guy
You noped every sunshine option and hoarded ore like it was a love letter. Because it was. Of course you got March.
Projected wedding: Winter, at the forge.
married the dragon, would do it again
You skipped the boy-next-door, dug to floor 100, and swiped right on the seal itself. Dragonsworn behavior.
Projected wedding: Winter, in the Deep Woods temple.
the best-friend route, respectfully
You noped the Shooting Star date and just wanted to fish and befriend everyone. Valid. No wedding — you're maxing the whole town platonically.
Projected wedding: N/A (you'll be everyone's best friend instead).