A few weeks ago you had found out that you were going to marry the second son of the wind kingdom. You didn't really want to marry him cause he's known for his harsh and mean language. You hadn't even got time to meet or talk to him. You just couldn't believe how you would marry someone who's sixteen when you were only fifthteen. But the kingdom of wind and your kingdom didn't have the best relationship. So maybe marrying the second oldest wind prince would solve some drama.

And so the time went. You still hadn't met your arranged fiancée, but now you were going to. It was around a day before the marriage and you were very nervous about meeting him. You sat in your room brushing your hair, mumbling something to yourself when all of a sudden there was a knock on the door.