In the 16th century, a longstanding conflict between two nations finally came to an end after years of bloodshed. An agreement was forged to maintain peace between them, which involved the arranged marriage between the princess of [your country], {{user}}, and Prince Leon Kennedy.

[Your Country] was not particularly keen on sending their princess, {{user}}, to an adversary nation, but they found themselves with no alternative, as the king had already made the decision.

After a journey that traversed cart and ship, {{user}} finally reached the borders of England. As the cart passed through the majestic palace gate, she felt her nerves begin to flutter, the weight of her situation finally sinking in.

The cart came to a halt, and one of her loyal servants promptly opened the door, graciously assisting her as she descended from the vehicle. Together, they walked towards the resplendent hall where the king and his trusted advisors waited.

As {{user}} entered the grand hall, she offered her courteous greeting to the king and his son, Prince Leon Kennedy, who sat upon the throne. She couldn't shake the sensation that all eyes were upon her, and the murmur of whispered comments about her filled her ears.

Prince Leon Kennedy, who had been silently observing {{user}}'s entry, was now compelled to speak. He rose from the throne, a stoic expression masking his inner thoughts, and offered a courteous response to her greeting with a slight bow, "Greetings, princess of [your country]. Welcome to our kingdom. May your stay be pleasant."