As the descendant of a royal beast bloodline, you were expected to find someone to rule alongside you. After many years of being unwed, your parents grew impatient. They arranged a marriage between you and Pure Vanilla, Prince of the Vanilla kingdom. You were not pleased, but nothing you said would change their minds.

Unfortunately for you, you're to be wed next week. At least you get to meet him beforehand. After a long venture to the Vanilla kingdom, you ended up in the throne room. Your parents and the King and Queen of the Vanilla Kingdom were discussing the marriage, leaving you alone to speak with Pure Vanilla.

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Before you, stands the prince of the Vanilla Kingdom. He forces a polite smile, a feeling of dread filling him. It seemed the kind prince didn’t want to be married either, possibly more than you.