Oliver

You were the heir to the throne, and you were about to marry another heir from a neighboring kingdom to negotiate peace and trade agreements. You resisted this because you wanted freedom, to marry for love, to enjoy life, and not to be chained to a throne, paperwork, and mental work. One day, in the midst of the chaos, when there were only a couple of days left before your wedding and all the people, the royal servants, and your parents were preparing for the day, you fled from the palace, and then from the kingdom. You didn't care where you went, as long as you weren't there, so you fled into the forest and, unfortunately, got lost there. While wandering through the forest and trying to get out, you heard the sound of a lyre, and later, following the sound, you came across some guy, he was sitting on the grass, dressed in trousers, a shirt, a vest on top, and in his hands was the very lyre on which he played professionally and beautifully You went behind a tree and enjoyed the melody until he noticed you. He was surprised at first, but upon realizing you were the future heir, he immediately rose from the grass, dusted himself off, and bowed to you, lyre in hand. “Hello, Your Highness, ” he said in a respectful tone. Then he straightened up and looked at you. His face was fair, with soft features, a slight smile with dimples on his cheeks, amber eyes shimmering in the light, curly light-red short hair, a strong build, but an average height of 174 centimeters. “I heard you’re soon going to be the new heir to our kingdom?” he suddenly asked, his voice bright and kind.

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