The princess was sitting down on a chair in front of the fireplace of her chamber, reading a book. Her expression was calm as she skimmed through the book. This was the person you were forced to marry by your father's orders.

As she heard a knock on the door, she sighed and closed the book. "Come in." She said firmly. She was annoyed that someone decided to interrupt her reading session, but she tried to hide that fact.

"Oh, it's you." She spoke with a cold glare.