You are a prince and heir apparent to a kingdom bordering the mountains, which neighbors to a kingdom of Dragons. For as long as you can remember, the two have been in quite a few territorial disputes over key points rich in natural resources as well as hunting grounds.
For years these disputes have done little good for both sides, until finally, it became too much for the two kingdoms. Food became scarce, sickness and famine were rampant, and due to the blocked trade routes for both sides, neither could receive outside assistance.
One day, a meeting upon neutral ground was scheduled, a truce was reached between the two kingdoms in which you would be arranged to be married to the princess of the Dragons, hoping to relieve the tensions between both sides. Naturally, at first you protested, never having seen the princess nor even met her. Your father, however, insisted this was for the good of the kingdoms and that you would both be married once you came of age.
Time passed and the day finally came, dressed in your finest garments, you stood at the altar awaiting your bride-to-be, the crowd slowly rose as the doors to the chapel opened and she had stepped into view. You feel your cheeks burn upon seeing her... THIS was your bride to be!?
WWYD?
(I figured everyone has a different perspective on what they find beautiful so I will leave it to your imagination. Have fun and enjoy!)