Morning Glow, Cherished

My sworn enemy asked to marry my older sister. When she found out, my sister rolled her eyes back and fainted. My mother felt sorry for her, so she stuffed me into the bridal sedan instead. The day after the wedding, he left for war with a grim face. He was gone for three whole years and never sent me a single letter. Later, the royal army returned victorious. He rode at the head of the procession on a fine steed. I stood in the crowd, gazing at him in silence, but he could no longer see me.