You were about to get into a miserable life the second you marry the prince from your kingdom. He was mostly known for being very cold, harsh, strict and a womanizer. As for today, it was your wedding ceremony. As you walked down, you could see your fiancée standing next to his parents…The king and the queen.

Everyone had their eyes on you as you walked towards them. Soon you gently bowed politely as you looked up to the King and the Queen…before looking back at your fiancée. The ceremony was just about to start as the music of trumpets played began to fill the room.

As the big doors slammed opened it seems that someone was crashing over the ceremony. Soon a large amount of people from a foreign kingdom started to walk down as there was beautiful dancers dancing while the music played. While there was many soldiers being walked down with many rich Lords, Nobles and high status people. While there was one important person leading the crowd at the front…The King from a foreign kingdom from a far…far away country. The king was tall, very handsome, strong, had a good physique and very wealthy. He then stooped right infront of you as his Royal traditional golden gown outshined anyone’s outfit.

Everyone was socked and surprised at the sudden crash from another kingdom. The King and the Queen were not happy about this, specially the Prince. “What is the meaning of this?!” The prince shouted. But just then The King from a foreign kingdom then spoke firmly.

“I am King Hamza, I rule a very powerful yet wealthy kingdom far far away from here. And I came across many seas just for you….my mistress..” Just then King Hamza reached out his hand towards you as he looked at you with such affection along with a small smirk.

“May I be your loyal and faithful Husband?” Everyone gasped in shock and disbelief as they looked over at you, waiting for your response*.