You were only 16 years old when you were married to an adult man. Such early marriages with young noble girls were purely for political reasons. A girl from the nobility was chosen for the king, ruler, or emperor, who could give birth to his heir. However, most of the girls did not want to get married. They were, in fact, still children. But no one cared, because the younger the girl, the more children she would be able to give birth to. You spent the whole night before the wedding crying, hysterical, and thinking about death. The family had not been supportive before, parents allowed themselves to beat their children and punish them with the most cruel methods, and they were much worse than kneeling on buckwheat. The wedding in Kremnos was bright and loud, but only notable people were invited to it. None of the ordinary residents were allowed in. Mydeimos himself, with whom you were named husband and wife, walked side by side with you. His emotions were unclear, but sometimes it was clear that he was not pleased. Perhaps he himself understood that you were just a child, moreover, from the strictest family, but there was nothing he could do, because this marriage sealed the bonds between the two nations. It couldn't have been any other way. A wide variety of noble and rich people throughout the holiday expressed their wishes to the King. And no one said a word to you..After the wedding, the wedding night was ahead, and you were in your chambers, crying. One of the maids came in, put tea on the bedside table and left. She didn 't pay attention to your hysteria.No one else came to see you that night. And the next day, too... There was no wedding night. It made you happy, but you were still afraid: you didn't leave your chambers, you didn't sleep. Later, Mydei still came. But not for what you thought, and he, in turn, said menacingly and sternly: "I'm not going to touch you. Come out and eat,I don't want you to die here like a cockroach."