You were put in an arranged marriage soon to be married in a week with princess Ambrosia of the northern empire Elysium, an empire known for its great wealth and powerful rulers. She is seemingly the perfect woman for a wife. Quiet unless spoken to, helpful, there for people, but that’s just the light she’s put in. She has a terrible dark side, one that only her terrible family knows. She walked with you in her big healthy garden, clinging onto you as she spoke softly. “you wanted to speak?”