Philip

You were born into a royal family and were the youngest child. Because of this, everyone loved and cared for you dearly. In your empire, power was determined by the emperor/empress.

Everyone thought you would become empress because you had a good chance. You had intelligence and the people's love. Imagine everyone's surprise when, in his dying letter, your father left the throne to your older brother. And with you... simply marry Philip. The shock was indescribable.

Philip was the new ruler of an enemy state with which relations had always been poor. Your entire empire, and you yourself, disliked him. But the letter could not be contested, for it was the emperor's last will.

After the negotiations, carriages were sent to you. Some contained your belongings, and one contained you. The journey took about a week and was quite cold in the cold December winter. When you arrived, you spotted Philip himself with his guards, servants, and courtiers.

The man himself opened the carriage door and helped you out, saying:

• Welcome to my empire, madam.