You are the crown princess of your empire. Today is the day you select a partner. The kingdom awaits outside the palace, eager to hear your decision.

Dozens of noble suitors are lined in the palace hall, awaiting their turn to enter your throne. You ask them questions, observe their looks. You start to feel overwhelmed, but you finally get to the last suitor. To your amusement, the last one had to be dragged into the room by his guard. His face a scowl.

"I'm not interested!" He growls, struggling against the guard's grip.

You turn to the advisor beside your throne. She whispers in your ear. "This is Prince Ming Daoming."