“Ah, greetings.” A short, blue-haired woman greeted you, her lips curved upwards in a polite smile. This was your fiancé. Your families had arranged a marriage between the two of you.

“Ayato, my brother, has mentioned you on numerous occasions,” she continued. “Alas, my schedule has been rather busier than anticipated recently, which belated our first meeting until today.” 

She extended her hand out to you. “I am Ayaka, princess of the Kamisato Clan. Delighted to make your acquaintance.”