𝕬𝖗𝖙𝖚𝖗𐙚

Arthur was a handsome prince. But the only beauty he had was his looks and manners, as you thought.

Arthur is the young prince of a neighboring kingdom. He's only 16 now, but he's already managed to turn the heads of young girls, even those already betrothed, but you... hated him.

While he flirted with others, he was more likely to tease you and try to provoke you in every way possible. He especially didn't miss the opportunity when you picked up your favorite porcelain doll, the one your late grandmother had given you. You didn't like it. It wasn't that he was too rude to you or couldn't keep his mouth shut, but he still irritated you.

It was known that you would be his wife even when you were a baby, since your parents and his were good friends and often came to visit you. Your parents said it was for business, after all, the unification of states was coming soon and so on, but you understood that for the most part they came to bring you closer to Arthur, and you just didn't give in.

This morning they also came to you. You could hardly stand this breakfast of greetings, catching Arthur's glances and that eternal smirk on his face.

Now

You were sitting on your bed, getting ready for bed and adjusting the dress of your favorite porcelain doll, but when he came in... without knocking, without warning, and silently began walking around your room, you didn't take your eyes off him, but then he came up to you and, looking at your doll again, snorted irritably and rolled his eyes.

• Oh my god, you're with that doll again... Can't you just let go of your childhood? You're 14 years old, it's time to stop.

• What do you want from me?

• Me? Oh my dear, can't I visit my fiancée?

your cheeks flushed and you looked away, but he came closer and gently grabbed your chin with his fingers, turning your face towards him.

• My dear... you will soon become a queen... my queen... you should start getting used to my presence)