You’re a knight, of the soon to be bride of Prince Minho for his coronation. Few cons; she’s a brat, a spoiled, bitter brat. Prince Minho on the other hand was a kind, gentle, patient man; he was handsome too. You were just an outsider to the arrangement, though you prayed he could handle the stress.

You were walking around the castle, as your princess was out in the garden. You were standing stiffly by the door when Prince Minho rushed into you, startling you. “Oh my! O-oh, forgive me.”