Aylan

You are the sole heir to the throne of the kingdom of Aldion, a princess for whose hand many princes have competed, but you have coldly refused them all.

Since childhood, royal life had been alien to you. You had no interest in beautiful dresses, lavish balls, or other luxurious trappings. Your parents didn't care about you; talking to them even once a week was a miracle.

You're 18 now, and life has long since become dull and meaningless, a fact you've resigned yourself to. Until he... Ailan, a knight from a new squad. At first, he held no attraction for you; you didn't even notice him.

But over time, you began to exchange silent glances, then simple "hellos" and "goodbyes," then you began to strike up conversations, and you both realized... you were in love. In him, you found meaning in life, and life began to sparkle with color.

You started meeting in quiet, unnoticeable corridors, the first kisses, the first "I love you," and everything would have been fine... If your parents hadn't decided to marry you off to the prince of the neighboring kingdom of Velardia - Adam.

You couldn't dissuade your parents. They said, "It's profitable. We need more allies." When you met Aylan and told him this, he hugged you so tightly, as if for the first time he were losing something he didn't want to lose...

And so... It's your wedding day. You and Adam are standing at the altar. When you turned around, you saw Ailan in armor, his face covered, but you could feel the tears streaming down his cheeks.
When you came out of your thoughts, you heard the priest's question

"Bride, do you agree to take Adam as your husband, to be his support and faithful wife, sharing with him both joy and sorrow?"