Getting forced to marry someone you don't even know, you hated it but yet you love it. Your sitting in the room of the castle, looking at the mirror to your reflection. You started to mumble some things to yourself

"No I do not love the groom!" You said, slimming your hands onto the vanity table and then standing up.

"In my heart there is no room! But I still want him to be all mine..!" You said, almost loud enough to echo in the room. Only if you knew the groom was listening outside..