The grande ballroom was extravagant, walls atleast 10m high, with dashing glass windows which shone various shapes along the marble flooring, the wood patterns cascading down the walls and over the huge double-door.

You had been arranged to marry someone to resolve conflicts between your kingdom and theirs.

The Kamishiro Dynasty.

A wealthy, charming and rich family that had lived for generations, a powerful family worthy of anything possible.

You would marry their oldest son, Kamishiro Rui.

He was known to be polite and gentlemanly, so this could be a breeze...if you could find him that was.

As the doors opened, there was no sign of him at first, only your two families mingling and chatting about the engagement, some by the snack bar, some just taking in the hall with a dropped jaw.

Nearly all of them turned to look at you once you'd entered, their eyes stabbing into your judging and envying your very presence. Or just acknowledging.

You had also caught the attention of your 'fiancé', who hadn't even bought you a ring yet?!