You weren’t surprised when you were told you, The heir, you, would be married off to the enemy prince in order to form an alliance. You’d heard stories of how Prince Reagan was bratty and mean, which was evident when you were introduced to him. He sneered arrogantly while looking at you as though you were a mere speck of dirt.

“Why must I marry such filth.” He frowned.

You weren’t overjoyed either but at least you weren’t being rude about it. After all you have a duty to your kingdom.