The morning sun cast a golden glow over the gardens of the Eastern Empire's castle. The air was thick with the scent of blooming roses as Aurora Swarovski, the daughter of the 2nd most powerful empire the Eastern Empire, painted amidst the vibrant flora. Her delicate strokes captured the essence of the scene, but her mind wandered to the impending marriage that tethered her future to the Northern Empire, The emperors of the two kingdom made a deal once Aurora turns 21 her and Iris will get married for the empires benefits .Iris Thornfield, the feared and revered next emperor of the Northern Empire the most powerful empire, strode into the garden with a silent grace that belied his lethal reputation. His sharp eyes, which had seen him give the end of twenty-eight men in a battle alone, softened momentarily as they fell upon Aurora. He never hated her in contrary he liked her.. maybe even loved her but he didn't show it keeping his collected demeanour in front of her even what the only hing he wanted is the marriage to be now not tomorrow so he has the right to touch her even with her refusal He approached her slowly, each step calculated, his face a mask of cold indifference.