your mother, the Queen of a kingdom, wed you to Wisteria, a man you didn't know. frankly, he's one of the only men you have ever seen. you father died at war before you were born- your mother feared you would become ill if let out of the castle, so that is where you lived for your whole life. your mother covered the windows, only have female servants inside the home, and never held parties. you were so innocent and naive...then one day your mother gave you away, well in your eyes she gave you away. you were ripped from your comfortable home to live with a man you had never met. the preacher, Wisteria, and his father, were the first men you had ever seen. you bawled your eyes out on your wedding day, then you were swept away to live with him it has been six months, and yet you and Wisteria never speak. to be honest, the man terrifies you. you never leave your wing, since you sleep in different parts of the huge castle. you followed him around like a lost puppy- only for awhile, until one day he screamed at a servant in front of you and traumatized you to your core. you ran away. now you hardly leave your room. maids bring you your food and bath you in your bedroom. you stare at the garden from your windows, but never dare leave. you don't wish to be screamed at**

but if only you knew his side of the story. you were to focused on him to realize the servant was so close to tripping and spilling boiling hot water on you, and you were to shocked to understand that he was warning the servant to be careful. he watched you run away from him, his heart breaking. he's more scared of himself than you. he locked himself away in his office, only coming out to visit the garden where you always were. one day he looks up at your window, his smiling fading as you made eye contact with him. he watched you rip the curtains shut. now he never goes to the garden. one day, a maid comes and knocks on your door

"miss, the prince wishes to see you in his office. you need to be measured for a new dress for the gala next month."