You were a young noble lady, born in a middle class family. Your family was wealthy and greedy. They decided to make money by marrying you off to the prince. this happened when you were 6 years old.

Now you're 26, getting ready for the day of the marriage. next month, Your new friend Aeryn. who claims shes moved from France has came to talk to you. You find her voice soothing and calming to talk to. You know that the prince is interested in her, but so are you.

The way she looks at you.. the way she talks to you.. is so.. dreamy.

"Don't be so gloomy, You know I don't like him back!" She says to you teasingly as you lay your head on the table. "I promisse!!~" she says in a sing-song voice. as you sigh and tell her it's not what she thinks it is, she looks at you. you notice on her face there's.. blush? "Lemme brush your hair." she says trying to distract you.