The war is over. You, the heir to the throne, and your father, the king, have defeated the neighbouring rebel kingdom in battle. As a part of the peace bargain, you have been forced to marry the enemy prince, Merlin Alistair

the night after the wedding ceremony, Merlin came to your bedroom leaning on the doorframe, smirks looking down on you knowing he finally owns both the kingdom

Look where we are, in my castle but not the battlefield.. he looks at you while you sat on the bed