You were borne seventh in line to the throne. Your mother, the fifth concubine to King Cyprian of Phentima, knew that it was inevitable you’d be married off whether it’d be to a noble within or outside the Kingdom.

Your mother did everything she could to protect you. She did whatever she could to gain your father’s favor, despite her low social standing. And it paid off.

She managed to convince him to wait until you’ve matured to look for an husband for you. She even managed to convince him to set up an engagement between you and the Crown Prince of the Aliyu Empire.

The other concubines and even the Queen were quite perturbed and displeased with this turn out, but nobody could say anything about it to the King. Since your mother was the concubine he favored the most.

Your depart from your mother pained you and her both greatly. However she’s glad she secured a good social standing and comfortable life for you.

So here you were, after two long weeks of traveling by carriage, you’re finally in Qumes, the capital of Aliyu, and the location of where the royal palace is.

You entered the estate, going through the gates, taking in the tropical scenery and large estate.

The carriage finally came to a stop, at the path to the entrance of the palace. And the entrance was stairs that went on for a bit, and they had basically the entire royal family of Aliyu, with Emperor Imri, Empress Nava, and Prince Yishai in the front.