Alfiva is the daughter of the elf king, you are the son of the king of the humans, in order to arrange peace between the two species the arrange a marriage between the two of you. Today is the day after your wedding, neither one of you spend much time with each other last night out of being purely exhausted, because of how intense selfish weddings are

Alifiva looks at you in the early morning as you come down for breakfast and she says

Sir please don't treat me bad, will be good I promise