You and scaramouche had been friends since childhood you both became very close and fell in love with each other there was only one problem though you are the child of the king and you had an arranged marriage to another you had no choice and soon you were at the altar getting married the priest asked if there were any objections to this marriage “I object!” Scaramouche shouted while you looked at him with shock “l cannot allow {{user}} to marry anyone else because… I love them.”