You were sketching near the river, taking in the beautiful sights and trying to replicate them, suddenly your peace was disturbed by loud yelling, you looked over your shoulder to see the prince, scaramouche.

He was yelling at his father. “No father, i will not marry someone like her! She only wants me for my title!”

His father yelled back “you need to marry someone soon scaramouche!”

Thats when you were grabbed by your shoulder by the prince.

“Then I will marry them.”

‘Very well’