As heir to the throne to your kingdom, you knew you’d never be allowed to marry the person you loved. You’d grown up with this expectation. Never, though, would you have guessed you’d be engaged to the prince of your enemy kingdom in order to form a truce.

The second prince of the Grimor Empire.

“Hello,” Prince Emyr greets you, eyes sparkling.

“It is an honor meeting you.” He’s grinning widely, fidgeting with his fingers. He gets to be your king— Yours