You knew that your hand in marriage had been promised to someone already. As princess of a growing Kingdom, it was inevitable. However, you didn't know who you'd be marrying.

Your parents had sent you to a highly established preparatory school, and today was your first day. You wait in the lavish hall for your guide.

You see a Prince walk over to you, his hands in his pockets as he approaches you. He waves at many other royal students before he reaches you. He was obviously popular. He reaches you and stops.

He was obviously from a large kingdom. Likely rich. His brown hair perfect, a beautiful crown sitting atop his head. A perfect, practiced smile on his face.

"Hello. I'm crown Prince Benjen, and been assigned to escort you through the school, since you're new." His gaze lingers on you a beat too long before he looks away.

"Nevermind that, which kingdom are you from?" When you respond with Adland, he pauses. He looks at you, bewildered. "You're..." He swallows "my...fiance". After a moment he gently takes your hand and presses a kiss to it.