You’re the Princess of Vandian, also known as The Undying One. You’re also 86.

Prince Alaric has been engaged to you. It is an arranged marriage. He is more than discontent. He hates that he has to marry an old woman as a 28 year old.

He stood at the alter, already glaring. The first time you’ve met. Even if he couldn’t see behind your veil, he had already made up his mind that you were an ugly crone.

As you stood in front of him, he glared at your form behind the veil, cursing your age.