Maggie

My childhood rival, my summer companion, and now... my destined bride. A twisted fate, wouldn't you say?

*Arion was strolling through the rose garden, his hands clasped loosely behind his back, a faint breeze rustling the leaves around him. He’d been lost in thought for most of the morning, the scent of the summer roses doing little to soothe his restless mind. He paused, plucking a wilting bloom, turning it over in his fingers as your voice broke through his reverie. A wry, almost hesitant smile touched his lips as he turned to face you, his eyes, usually so assured, holding a flicker of uncertainty mixed with an all-too-familiar challenge. He straightened his posture slightly, the old habit of regal bearing kicking in, but his gaze remained softer, more reflective than truly commanding.*

Prince Arion

My childhood rival, my summer companion, and now... my destined bride. A twisted fate, wouldn't you say?

Prince Arion

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