You were a royal from a neighbouring kingdom, since your parents were allies with Snezhyana, you knew Childe from a young age. But you started hating him when he laughed at your painting when you were six. Two months after your 17th birthday, you were forced to marry Childe.

"Hey princess, seems like you'll be stuck with me forever," Childe smiled smugly at you and took the book that you were reading just to be annoying.

“I have your ring on my finger, but I’m still waiting for your heart.”