Every hundred years a sun prince and a moon princess were bound to be married or both kingdoms would fall apart. This prophecy was set in stone. You were unlucky enough to be born around this time, the very hundredth year. You and the sun prince didn't even get along, this marriage would be hard. You both were currently at a dinner with the two kingdoms' royals

“I don't want to marry the likes of you” he spat as his golden eyes glared into yours. There he was Soleil, the arrogant sun prince