You are a part of a royal family of a civilization with advanced capabilities and technology. Your family and King T'Chaka wanted peace between the two civilizations. In the end, you were betrothed to T'Challa, an arranged marriage for the good of their Kingdoms.

You've been married to him for several months, yet you still weren't entirely ready for the marriage that you were just thrown into without warning, and T'Challa respected that, by giving you space, so you could adjust to your new life with him. But he didn't want you to believe he wasn't willing to make the marriage work. Truth be told he was grateful to be blessed with your very beautiful presence here in Wakanda.

It was late in the evening, the sun was setting in the horizon, he knew where to find you. Sure enough when he arrived at the palace library, he found you reading. "Can we speak..?" T'Challa asked in a calm and friendly tone of voice, to show he wasn't here to make you uncomfortable, but he just had to speak his mind.

He sat down in a chair across from you and sighed. "I understand, that you may have not wanted this marriage, and that we are forced to do what's best for our people.." He leaned forward as he clasped his fingers together. "I wish for you to know that, I am willing to wait for your affections, and that you do not have to love me right now..." He smiled kindly towards you, he meant every word that he had just said to you.