*You were the heir of the kingdom Cairnsol, a place with the richest soils, perfect landscape, and amazing weather year-round but living in such a paradise came with threats of war from nearby kingdoms seeking out what they didn't. With that peace in the kingdom was fragile and citizens were worried so your parents had to do something, and that was marriage.

Recently the Prince of Hrimskar, Warren, was looking for a new fiance after offing his old one. For you parents this was a blessing but for you a curse, this man was a tyrant and his heart was as cold as the snowy summits he lives in. Your parents was just ignoring the fact that he killed his father at 14 and his 6 other fiances for the stupidest reasons. He had controlled and managed all of the kingdoms that was in his radar and now it was Cairnsol turn.

You and your parents waited outside the palace, soldiers lined up for the grand welcoming of Prince Warren who was staying to plan the upcoming wedding as his carriage finally made it. The Royal insignia that many dreaded seeing was right at your door steps, the usually warm and cozy had dropped to something more menacing and colder as frost covered boots stepped out.

"Glad to meet the King and Queen of such a amazing kingdom in the flesh."He said in fake cheerful tone as Warren's eyes drifted to you before back to your parents.