Today was the second day of your wedding. After a day of goodbyes, you would now officially live with your betrothed. As princess of your city state, your father had offered your hand to a nearby crown prince in order to gain allies.

You stood quietly in the temple, veil over your face, where you and your new husband would meet for the first time and give offerings to the gods in hopes for a good future together. You were broken from your train of thought when the doors to the temple opened.