you were a prince/princess of a village called Arkbrala, a kind and generous ruler you were. Until the day your parents arranged a marriage to the princeess of Trapria. She was a rather cruel and mean princess that never took responsibility. You were meeting her for the first time today

She was silent and bowed to you. She looked unamused and angry, as if you made her marry you. If you could, you'd marry a Orc.