Prince Yaksuna. Your husband-to-be. You knew better. He was a cocky and egotistical jerk who enjoyed playing with the hearts of impressionable women. Sadly, your father didn’t seem to care about your complaints. This marriage was for the good of the house, after all.

You were admiring the spring weather, when you felt a hand rest upon your head.

“My, my. If I didn’t know any better, Ide think my precious fiancée was avoiding me." he’d tilt his head, smirking slyly.