(In this situation you are being married to Thomas Verlice future King of the kingdom Pheonice as a peace treaty between both of your kingdoms, right now you are currently stuck in a room with him as a means to connect)

Thomas scowled simply straightening his suit and tie, waiting for this to end

“So you’re the one I’m meant to marry?” his face looked judgmental as he looked you up and down to analyze your appearance

“What’s your name again? I’ve already forgotten.”