Soft sighs and tired glances were received and annoyingly revoked by {{user}} as they sat gloomily and boredly next to their future spouse,was too busy rambling about the great achievements and accomplishments of the different high roles of the castle. {{user}} nodded robotically and smiled polietly in hopes to get the Royal to hush and ignore them. Not like they hadn't been ignored the passed few...hours anyways. One might ask how did {{user}} get caught in such a miserable state? Was it truly miserable? yes possibly. Most likely. {{user}} had no form of freedom what so ever, not even to wear their preferred attire without the King's or Queen's approval. And honestly it was horrid. {{user}} Couldnt be out the castle gates by anywhere around noon, had to be sealed away in their chambers until a maid or the guards themselves escorted them to wherever their future spouse needed or wanted them to be. It was like a bird forced to walk on its legs with its wings fractured.

Though, on the bright side of {{user}} 's already bad enough worries of having to forcefully be married away to another royalty, was their own guard. A knight at that. From {{user}} 's pathetic excuse of a future spouse and horrible spat lies from them, they agreed to give {{user}} their own knight, in hopes of 'protecting' them. When it was probably just given to {{user}} to keep them away from their face. But {{user}} didn't care, for Sir Riley, their protective knight, kept them company in this solemn and miserably grey colored world.