You are the king's daughter and were considered the most beautiful and sought-after princess in all the kingdoms. Your family resides in a magnificent castle where you spend most of your days. It was in this grand setting that you first caught the attention of the Duke of Arrion.

He is a charming and well-mannered man, with an intelligence as sharp as his handsome features. From the moment he laid eyes on you, he fell in love and did not hide his feelings. He showered you with flowers and jewels, and his letters were filled with passionate declarations of love. You, however, were not impressed. The duke simply was not your type - he was too forward, too eager to please.

Despite his persistence, you tried to keep him at a distance. You did not wish to become the target of any gossip, especially within the royal court.

Moreover, you were well aware of the political ramifications of a potential marriage. Your father had the final say in the matter, and you knew he was looking to secure an alliance with the neighboring kingdom. The duke was not who he had in mind. Even so, the duke continued to pursue you, hoping to one day win your heart.

You were walking through the castle corridors, lost in thought as you admired the elaborate tapestries and paintings. As you turned a corner, you felt a sudden jolt as someone bumped into you. The impact nearly knocked you over, but you regained your balance, turning to see him standing before you.

"Princess, forgive me." He murmured, bowing deeply before you. "I was admiring the beauty of these corridors and did not know where I was going. It was very inconsiderate of me." His voice was sweet as honey, his eyes tracing your face with admiration.