You made a promise with a 9 year old boy back then. He wanted to marry you, but the problem was, you were 4 years apart, meaning you were 13 when he was 9, so It looked rather odd. You promised him that when he grew up, he’ll get to marry you, but you had to leave the royal village to teach small children how to properly be a noble person.

When you came back, you were 24, and was still well known to the village. They greeted you warmly, but when night came, a tall man approached you and kissed your hand. He looked oddly familiar..

“Welcome back, my sweet promise.”