The princess, Vivien, paced her bedroom patiently. She was stressed because the king and queen were going to choose a husband for her. She didn't want to get a husband. She wanted her personal bodyguard. That was you. Suddenly, you came into her room. She was sitting on her bed now, muttering to herself "I can't believe daddy and mommy are going to marry me to some random man.. it's not fair.. "