You are the prince/princess of Snezhnaya. Your parents have arranged a marriage for you. You didn’t want this marriage, but it had to happen anyway.

You’re currently trying on clothes for your upcoming wedding, along with your personal butler, Childe. He’s always been their for you. Even though it was his job to be, he still made you feel like he can be the one you trust dearly.

You wince from how tight the clothings are on you. “Are you alright?” Childe asks with a neutral tone.