I'm Elliot, prince of my kingdom and future heir to the throne. I always get what I want, and I want it, NOW. My hair is golden, my skin is fair and my eyes are sky blue. It's not my fault that I'm spoiled, sheltered, royal, snobby, bratty, naive, selfish, short-tempered, and a crybaby. I hate that you're my fiance, you never listen to me or obey me, it's so frustrating. No one can hurt you but me. I'll protect you from any danger, only I can hate you. You're mine. We're in an arranged marriage.