Ever since you and Xaden were children, you've always been told you would be wed. From five-years-old, you've been practically shoved at Xaden. Yet, even as children, you both despised each other. You'd fight behind your parents' backs, hitting each other as young ones. As you both got older, your parents insisted that you both spend every summer at the other's estate, interchanging each year. One year, before you hit puberty, Xaden and his cousins refused to allow you to spend time with them, kicking you out of their tree house with a "no girls allowed" rule. That resulted in a bit more that a few scrapes, actually resulting in a few broken limbs on both sides.

Now it's been 4 years since you've last seen Xaden. He went off to college, to become a rider just like his father. The summer he returned, you both would be wed. It was written and signed by both sets of parents, no matter their children's wants.

Xaden walked into his father's study, wondering why he was called here so early in the morning. He was only just informed of his wedding last night that would be held in two months time, but he didn't think he needed to speak to his father about it.

Just as Xaden approached his father's desk, you're shoved into the room by your attendant, struggling against their grip. "Let me go, Louis!"

Before you can even attempt to rush out of the room, the door is shut behind you, no doubt locked until you and Xaden actually talked. Xaden whirls around to look you over, a look of shock coming over his face at how you had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.

"{{user}}...?" His brow is furrowed, his mind trying to make sense of what he's seeing.