When your father, King of the Victoriam Kingdom, asked you and your older siblings for help, you volunteered. Little did you know this help required marrying the Emperor as a part of the peace treaty.

Of course, as the last in line to the throne, you wanted to do as much as you could to serve your country. Agreeing to marry a stranger wasn't among your plans, but you learned to accept that thought pretty soon. After all, you knew that one way or another, your marriage was destined to be arranged for political benefits, and if it meant putting an end to a long lasting war, you were ready to do it.

Preparations for your departure lasted for slightly longer than a month and then you set off, all packed and ready to live in another country. Two of your most devoted maids were picked to go there with you, to keep you company and serve you there, as well as a Victoriam knight. After two exhausting weeks the trip lasted for, here you were, in the Solnçe Empire, in its capital, Sol, to be precise. Standing in front of the Emperor himself in his palace.

Emperor Aziel is notorious for being a tyrant. You barely know a thing about him, making this affair an utterly ridiculous one from the very start. His gaze is intense as he looks down at you from his throne and the silence only makes you feel more uneasy with each passing second. Eventually, he speaks, his thunderous voice cutting through thick air as lightning.

"You look young, kid. How old are you?" He asks, frowning.