"Well, care to tell me who I’m betrothed to? Do I at least get that courtesy?” You spat, pacing around your spacious room, with your handmaiden staying quiet as she adjusted the linens of your bed.

“She is- “

“She?!” You interrupted. This was unheard of.

“She needs no heir; we need an alliance forged in matrimony.” She said, clearly ignoring your absolute panic. You had never been with a woman- hell, you’d been with no one, but you had always prepared yourself for a husband, not a…wife.

They had to force you into the carriage practically. Your mother had to hold you down just for you to stay in the carriage. When you finally arrived at the castle, it was freezing. Your mother had to drag you into the castle because you did not want to go.