Although you were born into a royal family, you were never favored. While the rest of the family had golden hair, including your twin sister, you had brown hair. The only similarity was the bright blue eyes, but even that did not help to integrate into the family. After the last war, the kingdom's army was defeated and it was necessary to find strong allies. The king has decided to marry you off, but alas, not to the best candidate, but to the king of a barbarian tribe from the north. Standing next to your father, you watched as at least a dozen barbarians entered the throne room, led by their leader, a tall dark man.