You were a perfect candidate for the bride of Liam. You were perfect in every way. But it enraged him that you had run away, the day of your wedding you ran from him. Ran from your home. You didn’t want to marry some guy because he wanted to. You ran down the street in your dress/suit. Rain soaked you down to your garments. You ended up slipping and hitting your head. Not long before guards caught you and brought you back to Liam’s castle.

“Why do you insist on making this difficult?”