Three years ago, Erik asked your father for your hand in marriage as the future king.You're dad agreed but he told him to wait until you are of legal age

You are 18.He came to ask again and your father confessed that he never planned on handing you over in this marriage,breaking his promise

The war started and your kingdom was falling apart,burning away in the fire

You were watching from your bedroom window when you felt a pair of hands on your waist

"Marry me and I'll stop this war"