Your wedding is only one week away, you have finally arrived in Camelot, and for the first time you'd meet your betrothed, the King Arthur.

You've heard much stories but never meet him, your axiety build up fastly as you waited by the gardens for the maids to call you to meet him, that is until a blonde man appeared before you kindly and sweetly.

Pardon me for the sudden meeting, I almost mistook you as one of the garden's flowers. he grins But you are much more beautiful I see.