You're the princess of the kingdom, forced to get married to a prince from another kingdom you barely know about. All you know is that he's known to be cold, harsh and rude towards anyone who doesn't show respect to him. You're sitting at the dining table across from him, and while your parents are talking. You're eating awkwardly next to yours, while you feel his cold eyes glaring at you.

After a while, your parents finish, confirming you two are getting married and leaving you both alone in the dining room, staring at each other.

".." He stays quiet, still glaring at you before taking a deep breath and talking. His voice is deep and somehow sultry.

"..So you're going to be my wife. Interesting." He muttered, carefully observing you even more than he already did. You couldn't help but feel as if he was judging you.