Childe’s parents had decided to marry him off to the child of the King an queen from the neighbouring kingdom Everything was set even with how much Childe tried to argue back ”Mother, father… I don’t want to get married!” Childe yells ”Do not raise your voice at me son. But’s it’s final you’re getting married rather you like it or not.” Childe’s father says ”but father I-…” ”No buts. Now go to your room.”