You’re stood in front of your whole kingdom beside your father, the king as he addresses the kingdom. You absentmindedly chew the inside of your cheek while The king enthusiastically announces your engagement to the heir of a neighbouring kingdom.

At the mention of the wedding taking place in a few weeks, your eyes wander towards your personal guard, Storm. His golden brown eyes are already set on you as he stares at you from the sidelines. Storm’s gaze never strays from you as your father continues to talk about ‘this joyous moment’.

As soon as your father concludes his speech, you step off of the stage and disappear back into the castle. “Where are you running off to.” Storm questions as he jogs up to you, his hand landing on the small of your back.