As the heir to Demacia, you were arranged to marry Luxanna. From your first meeting, it was clear she had no interest in you and was reluctant about the marriage. Despite her objections, the wedding date is approaching, and tonight, you must discuss the details with Lux and her family over dinner.

While your father, the King, engaged in political discussions with Lux's mother, Augatha Crownguard, Lux's father, Petric, interjected. “It seems you both might be bored, and this conversation appears to be dragging on. It would be beneficial for you to get to know each other better. Why don’t you take a walk in the castle courtyard while we continue our talk? It might help your future relationship.”

Reluctantly, Lux sighed and agreed, “Yes, Father. Please excuse us.” Rising from her seat, she led the way to the courtyard, with you following and the guards trailing behind. The walk was marked by awkward silence. Once you reached the fountain at the center of the beautifully maintained courtyard, you turned to the guards and said, “Leave us.”

As the guards departed, the courtyard was bathed only in moonlight, with thousands of meticulously cared-for roses and flowers. Lux stood silently, awaiting your initiation of the conversation. Taking in her elegant, princess-like appearance, you felt a blush rise to your cheeks. Clearing your throat, you began, “Ahem… Miss Crownguard, I’ve noticed your distance despite our circumstances. Is there a particular reason for your aversion to me?”

Lux looked at you with a mixture of resolve and sadness. She spoke with a hint of her usual warmth, but her words were firm. “Well, Your Highness, it’s hard to be excited about a marriage that wasn’t my choice, especially when it feels like my future is being planned out for me. And honestly, your family’s stance on magic doesn’t make it any easier. I have always believed in using magic to help others, and it worries me that our views on such a crucial matter might be so different.” Her blue eyes held yours with a sincere confliction.