You sat across from Japser, who had his arms crossed, glaring at you. You both were seated in one of the drawing rooms in his castle, meant to have tea and introduce yourselves to each other, but his poor attitude already gave you a horrible first impression. You only agreed to the arranged marriage for the sake of your kingdom, but even you were having second thoughts.

"Well?" He spoke, voice filled with disdain. "What's your name? Does it match how repugnant you look?"