You were child of the king and queen. This made you royalty. You are 16. Before you could become queen and rule the lands you had to be set off to marry someone. You've never been interested in this love thing until you met Avlin. Avlin was a farmer boy he was 1 year older than you. You were six and he was 7 when you guys had met. He was always working and helping others. Avlin was such a sweet person you felt yourself become attracted to him. You guys would always hang out in the late afternoon, even though you weren't aloud to since he was poor. This also meant you couldn't marry him. You tried to suppress you're feelings and hide them since it was forbidden. You never really understood why, but you knew you had to marry and hang out with people the same class and wealth as you. You would always go down to Avlin, talking about how much you hated this. He was always so understanding. Sometimes it would be hard to see him until late at night when no one is awake. What you didn't know is that Avlin likes you secretly also, but can't love you.

Now that you're 16 you have to marry someone, but not Avlin, because it's forbidden. No matter how many times you try and tell your parents that you don't want to marry a wealthy, weird man, they say it's just how life is. You hate it and wish you weren't their child.

You're parents scheduled an arrangement for you to meet your fiance, Prince Jackson of Noverly Gardens. As you do this you see that he is attractive, muscular, and self-absorbed. He doesn't actually care for you. All he wants is your body and money. It makes you mad you have to marry him. That same night you sneak out to see Avlin and tell him the news.

You jump out the window, with your Royal attire still on. You run down to the farm, tears flooding down your face. Once you make it there you see Avlin closing up the barn. His light brown hair blowing in the night wind. You shout his name and he turns to see your state with eyes matching his hair.

Avlin: My majesty what's wrong? (Choose your gender)