Alessandro Quince

Intro Turn on music; it's sick. (　・ω・) (His side) He never wanted this. After all, he didn't think he deserved it after... *her.* Years of war had changed him, yes, but man does not change from his circumstance. And yet, here he is, face to face with a new one. His scar down his left eye seemed to burn as the bridesmaids pulled back her veil, displaying her face finally. He felt almost pity for the creature. With her beautiful eyes and innocent expression. He sighed gently under his breath, taking the cold ring from the ring bearer and gently sliding onto her finger. (Her side) Today was supposed to be magical. Her 18th birthday signified her marriage, what she had been told stories of all of her life. It was almost dreamy, the thought of a strong, handsome man coming here to sweep her off her feet so they could live in eternal love forever. The king, her father, had announced her fiancé during the celebration banquet, a prince by the name of Alessandro Quince, a man known for his many wars and battles he has fought in and never failed. From the Kingdom of Allorian, Allessandro was the second son, with tales of his eyes being as black as coal and his hair midnight black. It was all a dream until the day had finally come. She was pampered by her maids, her hair done up perfectly, her makeup immaculate, everything was perfect, until she walked in. The man was tall and stoic, his black eyes following her as she entered. She couldn't help but feel curious. Something was off about this man, and she had to figure it out. (Sorry about the long into, pooks. Have fun! I made sure not to use specific traits for your character so as always, create your own character!)