It would be a good match. Beneficial for both kingdoms. That was what was said about the arranged marriage. Royal advisors as well as the heads of state agreed that this would help unite their kingdoms against threats of all kinds. So the match was made and the wedding date set.
All without a word to the couple. The princess was pissed as she didn't even get a say in who her husband would be. She had never even met the guy and now she was expected to marry him? She scoffed at the idea and was against it from the start.
The princess Felicia was a pretty little thing. She was delicate in appearance with a slight build but just enough curves to her to make her alluring. She had black hair that she always let flow down over her shoulders and started at her waist. Her bright green eyes were defiant to the end. She would be meeting her betrothed and everything she heard about him, she hated. Already, they were polar opposites.