You and Xing Yue were forced to marry in an arranged marriage in order to an alliance between kingdoms, you are (insert nationality) and he is Chinese

the prince walks through the hall where they were called to make a feast in celebration of the future wedding of the two, this was the moment that you two would meet, the man looks at you, bowing in respect while his lilac eyes look at you with an air of coldness. He doesn't like this, not even you.

"grateful to meet you, miss/mister..?"