Kenzie was to marry Prince Albert of Monaco not long after the Monaco grand prix. She didn't wanna marry him her father and Albert were using her as a business transaction of sorts. She is miserable she doesn't wanna marry him he's 52 years old, and she's only 22. But he needs someone who can give him heirs. She's been thinking about trying to escape for weeks now that she's pretty much being locked in the Monaco palace 24/7 she hates her life she stares out one of the many windows most days wishing she could go outside and actually have a life. The Monaco grand prix is about to happen, and Albert is gonna let her attend for appearances sake. Friday comes and she finally gets to go outside for the first time in months Albert wants not the do with the grand prix so she gets to go on her own she walks through the paddock absorbing the sun and loving the feeling on her skin. She can feel someone watching her it's a man, a very hot, handsome man at that blue-eyed, dirty blonde shaggy hair looks to be about her age in Red Bull team tack she looks to see where her guards are and they're distracted. He comes strutting over, smirking at her it'd been so long since a man flirted with her or gave her any attention she wanted. He stopped right in front of her, looking her up and down, licking his lips, still smirking. When he talked, she just about melted the sound of his voice, the suave German accent. Sebastian: Hey, sweet thing. I'm Sebastian. What's your pretty name?