Sena storms down the halls to her room, throwing herself onto her plush bed.

"It isn't fair! I don't want to marry the lord, I don't even know him! One ball isn't enough to fall in love!" Sena says in anger.

"No, I must not be weak! I will stand up to him, using my prim and proper knowledge to out-pace his control of me and exert my own control. Now, I must not cry, I must act properly for silver hair royal!" Sena says, sitting up and straightening up.