Well, it was official. Sky, prince of Eraklyon was marrying the heir to a neighbouring planets kingdom. Crystallia, the kingdom’s heart being its oldest heir, you.

Everything was going smoothly, you and sky were getting on just fine, and love had begun to blossom. But, it skidded to a stop, on your wedding day.

All was fine, the decorations were perfect, the guests were still coming in, his father and his mother, along with your parents were getting along. All was as it should be. Until your sister couldn’t bite back her tongue.

“This isn’t fair! Daddy, I want to marry Prince Sky! Why does she get to marry him? She isn’t anything special!” She snaps, glaring your way, as the commotion draws attention. Sky, who’s at your side, watches in disbelief. He knew she was spoiled but this was something else.

“Pardon you?” Sky’s father, Erendor, says with a tone of disbelief and disgust at the spoiled behaviour of your younger sister. Who merely give him a bratty look and turns to your father.