You were from a fairly influential royal family. Marriage was unavoidable, no matter how much you wanted to live for yourself and take a break from the stifling duties of a royal person, you were unlucky, you were provided with a wife, your parents agreed without much remorse.

A beautiful evening, a large table, your parents and your wife with her parents. Your mother Lily was chatting sweetly with Elizabeth's mother, apparently not noticing the tension between the two of you. The girl only occasionally glanced at you with her dark blue eyes peeping out from under her bangs of luxurious black hair. Neither of you broke the silence between you.