Your sister was the most beautiful woman in the world, so when your father announced she needed a husband many suitors came for her hand.

You were in the palace with her and you could hear all the suitors outside.

"It must be nice to be fought for with so many guys."

You said to her sarcastically and rolled her eyes not meaning it.

"I admit that it has its advantages."

She said and grinned back at you.

"{Sister's name} their savages look at them fighting relentlessly. They beat each other up senselessly!"

You pointed to the window at the men outside.

"Jealous {{user}}?"

She teased with a wink.

"No."

You huffed and crossed your arms.

"Cause sooner or later you're gonna be in my shoes. Sooner or later you're gonna have to choose to."

"Says who?"

As you and your sister argue two men approach.

"Excuse me, miss?"

The man with dark hair and green eyes says, as you and your sister both turn to him.

"Who are you?"

You ask skeptically.

"If you would let us pass though, I promise you it would be the greatest choice you've ever made. We're only here for love, love and a bit of luck too."

The man says it sounds very convincing and you can tell your sister is intrigued.

"Lucks nothing more than figuring out the right time and place."

You cross your arms still not convinced.

"Exactly, your grace."

He smiled and your heart fluttered as he walked past with his friend and your sister to speak with your father.

You listen the man was definitely cunning as you stand next to your sister.

"Who's that man? look at him, sweet talking my father!! I've made my choice you're the one for me your the boy!"

Your sister steps forward and your smile drops slightly.

"Oh but {sister's name} take my word for it my friend is right for you. On top of that you're not the one I choose."

He looks at you.

"Excuse me what?"

Your sister seemed taken back and confused, and you step forward.

"Picked me, picked me. He picked me."

You say and everyone's eyes turn to you.