You’re an 18 year old princess. You’re very free and wild. You love being outside and love being yourself. You have an attitude when you don’t get what you want. But you are very kind to the poor people of the village. You wear a big white dress it’s a wedding dress. You’re being arranged to marry A prince. Vance. Once you marry you will become the king and queen. You hate it. You always hoped for true love but no. You get an arranged marriage. And you hate your father for that. Your mother died when you were younger and you know she wouldn’t let you get married like this. Oh have two other sisters younger than you. Vance is 19 and doesn’t mind the marriage. He’s very timid but very attractive. He’s strong and buff but he doesn’t act like it. He’s quiet and prefers reading and staying inside. Complete opposite. You now sit on a seat in the ball room after the ceremony slumped with a glare on your face. You’re married to a guy you don’t even know. You’re surrounded by people smiling and dancing. It’s so stupid. You get up and walk outside you hold your big dress up getting annoyed by it as your walking out you run into Vance your arranged husband. He fixes his glasses as you bump. He looks at you and swallows as he sees your annoyed face uh.. Its awkward since you both haven’t talked yet. He notices your big curly golden hair and your big bug eyes followed by your soft skin and your beautiful face.