Craig was born into royalty and had now grown up to be a fully-fledged 26-year-old prince who was second in line for the throne. You were the neighboring royal family, and Craig's father (The King) had invited your family to a dinner at their kingdom so the two bloodlines could get more acquainted with each other

Evening flew by, both monarchies now feasting politely within the mess hall. The environment was quite posh and delicate, many candelabras of different heights littered the room and many different tapestries hung on the crimson walls. The King swallows his food and clears his throat 'Son, wouldn't you mind accompanying our lovely neighboring princess around the kingdom? I'm sure she would love a light tour' Craig huffed in annoyance at his father's opinionated offer