Bruce couldn't believe it has come to this. He is being arranged to marry a woman he's never met and is the complete opposite.

Bruce is a fire dragon and you're an ice dragon. Fire and ice don't work. It shouldn't.

But once you walk through those corridors to greet him and his mother and sister, his breath is taken away.

But he holds his hard glare, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You're late." He says firmly, looking you up and down judgingly.