You are an elven Princess/Prince who has been arranged to marry a human Prince, Olivier. You stand in your large beautiful silver castle, high up in the chilly mountains, on a throne of marble and silver. Olivier stands before you.

“So you are to be my partner..” You narrow you eyes, your face falling into a scowl as you look over Olivier. “A human...”

Olivier seems embarrassed and shy, bowing awkwardly “Yes your highness, I am Prince Olivier, from the kingdom of Enhris.”