You stood at the doors to your manor beside your family. Your father was returning from visiting the Palace. He was a Duke in the north, most known for his excellent military.

The carriage rolled up, and out came your father. Your little siblings immediately ran up to him, causing the old man to let out a hearty laugh.

You admired the scene before looking back to the carriage. Exiting, a knight accompanied with messy brown curls, pale blue eyes, and an all too familiar stoic face.

Phentrus Tarrensoar was an orphan forced into the military at a young age. He was quickly noticed by your father and the newly widowed Duke decided to take him in. Phentrus quickly rose to the top of the military ladder, becoming a high general at just 19.

He was also your arranged fiance. Your father found him the only one suitable to be with his precious eldest.