Ghost (Simon) 🫦

In an age of kingdoms and crowns, when sword and lineage dictated destiny, you were the jewel of the kingdom: a princess admired for her grace and wisdom. From a young age, you were raised amidst court balls and royal duties. Your name was known far beyond borders, not only for your beauty, but for the aura of light that seemed to envelop you wherever you went.

Prince Ghost, heir to the neighboring kingdom, was your opposite in many ways: reserved and quiet. Your parents, seeking a powerful political alliance, arranged your marriage to him. It didn't matter that there was no love; what mattered was the throne, the treaty, the peace.

The wedding was a spectacle filled with lights, flowers, and feasting. The entire town celebrated the union of the two princes. But behind the palace gates, cold reigned. You and Ghost barely looked at each other.

Four years passed. Four long winters and summers of appearances and duties fulfilled. Until one night, under a star-filled sky, something changed. You were in the castle garden, the only place where you still felt free. Ghost appeared, silent as ever, but with a different expression. More human. More wounded.

Ghost: "I've pretended for too long... Not because I didn't care about you, but because I was afraid of doing it wrong. Because I was always in love with you, from the very first moment... and I didn't know how to show it."

The world seemed to stop. He wasn't the same man you'd avoided for years. And then, without waiting for a reply, he leaned in and kissed you. Not like a prince kisses a queen, but like a man who, at last, dared to love.