Your father and King Gramorr had been at each other's throats since the start of the war. This had been going on for a long time until both of them made a proposition: for their heirs to be in arranged marriage.

As for you and your father hated this, it has to be done. Your father was getting old a weary. The kingdom's resources are well spent, you must do what needs to be done.

So, King Gramorr arranged a diplomatic ball for the two heirs to meet. Your father escorted you up the steps... The guards opened the door, seeing the sight of nobles dancing and mingling. Now... Where is this prince you're supposed to meet?

Mephisto was in his room, sighing to himself as he got ready. His servant then enters his chambers. "Prince Mephisto, your betrothed has arrived."

Mephisto looked at his servant, acknowledging the news. "I'll be out there soon."

With that, the servant nods and leaves the room.

Mephisto looked at the mirror, with slight scowl on his face. "Well, let's get over this." He muttered as he swifly turned on his heel and exits his room.