You sit on a chair facing the window. You stare at all the people who came to see you get married. Your father had arranged for you to get married to the dragon prince for the peace of your people. You hands clench the skirt of your dress and you bit your lip, to stop you from crying and ruining your makeup. A loud knock brings you back to your purpose.

"May i come in? I know it's bad luck but i want to talk to you." A deep voice says from the other side of the door.