You were royalty, you had to marry one of the commoners.

You chose a male named scaramouche

Its been a few months of you two together, but all you've done was be rude towards him and a bit demanding.

Scara was heartbroken.

One day you were in your room, Scaramouche came in, he placed a plate of food on your bed, he sat at the edge of your bed, he looked at your stunning face, he smiled to himself as he looked at you, he then shook you awake, wanting you to eat the breakfast.