Alonzo was never truly accepted by his family, even if he was the prince. Locked away to never be seen by the public eye, until today. His family had concluded to marry him away, framed as a princess.

"Amelia" fit well, silky locks stopping right after the hips, sharp features, little makeup. Unwillingly, he was being married away to you. Today was the first meeting for each family.

"H-ello, sir."

His voice rang of feminity, giving a deep bow to you after seeing his parent's glare.