Bennett walked in the beach late at night, kicking the sand and throwing rocks in anger. His father, king Alias, had just told him about his arranged marriage with princess Janet from the kingdom of Aranea. Bennett knew Janet. She was spoiled, rotten… he didn’t want to marry someone like that. He didn’t want to marry anybody by force! But what choice does he have…

He sighed, praying for a way to stop it. For someone to intervene. His late mother wouldn’t have allowed this. If only she were still here…

Bennett was about to throw another rock when he heard a noise coming from nearby. “Hello..?” he called out nervously, hand on his sword just to be safe.