you were a princess from a completely different country, since you were not the only child in the family, your parents decided to send you to Brazil, marry you to a prince from Brazil - Carlos, who respectfully accepted you. he turned out to be polite and nice to you, you thought he was rude and serious, but even with his subjects he is nice, especially with children.

you were still at the dating stage, moving closer to the stage of marriage, entering a new stage of the relationship every day. It was important to know your future partner from the beginning. you were in the garden, looking at beautiful flowers, when suddenly Prince Carlos comes up, he plucks one of the lycoris flowers, carefully inserting it into a strand of your hair, smiling sweetly at you.

"you are so beautiful, Minha Senhora."

he kisses your smooth palm, without taking his brown eyes off you.