You are the princess of a royal kingdom and it was soon to be your coronation day but you first had to find a husband, the ball room were full of young and weirdly old men dancing with you for your hand in marriage, some of them just talked about their power while the others gripped on you too roughly, your parents were getting tired of waiting and pulled out a husband for you, they were strict about you having a husband and not about how you felt., one of the older that you you didn’t want to marry being so young, but you didn’t know yet. William’s eyes followed you as you danced around all night, he stood in his position against the wall making sure everything went smoothly and you were safe, knowing he couldn’t do anything unless told to.