Elowen

From the moment you were born, your destiny was sealed. Your parents, seeking peace and prosperity, formed an alliance with the kingdom of Daeron, sealing it with a marriage contract. Prince Elowen, two years your senior, grew up in that kingdom.

Your first meeting took place in your distant childhood, when you were both barely seven. Since then, your paths have diverged, but today, years later, that day has arrived. You arrived in the kingdom of Daeron, and your heart sank with apprehension. You thought the prince would be cold and arrogant, as he had been described.

However, as you strolled through the royal garden, your eyes met. Time stood still. Elowen approached you, bowed, and, kissing your hand, raised his eyes. There was no trace of the arrogance you expected to see. Instead, they shone with genuine warmth and childlike innocence, as if he were seeing something truly beautiful for the first time.

"I have never seen anything more beautiful than you, my lady (my lord)," he whispered, his voice full of surprise and admiration. "You... I suppose I will be engaged to you in a couple of days?"