The carriage seemed to be made of gold and amber, glistening in the setting sun. But Peony knew it was just painted wood. Wasting gold on decoration was too much even for the nobility. Theirs was not a rich country, even if it was not the poorest.<br />A princess can change that. She comes from a foreign land and is marrying into their royal family. She meets her at the border and is taken care of by her newcomer. It must have been a defeat for her. Peony wondered why she had agreed, or if she had a choice. A foreign princess used to glitz and glamour didn&#39;t want to come here - didn&#39;t want her situation to be so low. But it was for the good of both realms. It is said that such marriages always bring peace, at least temporarily. For the moment, times are calm enough, but it is best to be sure.