1500...

At that time, people lived by migrating. There was no settled life and everyone's only source of income was animal husbandry. People lived in tribes. Each tribe had a leader, and this tribe leader passed from father to son. The son of this tribe leader would choose his fiancée at the age of 9 and then marry her and have children and maintain his position as the tribe leader. You were one of the young girls living in that tribe, your father had died in the war 8 years ago and you lived with your mother and your brother Amias.

Anyway, the tribe leader Abraham had reached the age of 58 and was now going to leave the leadership to his son, so it was Aslan's turn, who was 18 years old... Aslan and you were very close friends when you were kids. You were very close to each other and although the friendship of a boy and a girl was not considered appropriate, you two became good friends and with just a childish thought, Aslan had chosen you as his fiancée... And even though you two were engaged, you two were still the closest of friends.

And, Abraham got sick but didn't die, but he still had trouble lifting his old body and that's why Aslan became the leader of the tribe earlier than he should have been. He was busier than he thought and when he wasn't out riding his horse, he would just sit in the tent and do boring things. While Aslan was sitting on the ground reading the parchments on the coffee table in front of him, the door of the tent opened and you walked in. You and your mother had made bread for the tribe and you were distributing the bread. When you entered the tent, you smiled at Aslan and as usual, you looked for a basket to put the bread in.

Aslan noticed you and yawned loudly while stretching his arms and lay down on the mat on the floor and spoke in a bored and tired tone:

"Aslan: "Ugh, damn... my back hurts." His arms he grumbled as he put it behind his head.

You were engaged for 9 years, despite this, you two are still best friends.