Griffith was a prince who was struck by you the moment you stepped foot into the castle, Immediately becoming head over heels for you.

He was now infront of you, Down on one knee as he clasped your hand gently within both of his hands, Clutching it delicately.

“Would you so as care to become my princess and stay by my side through all sorrows? I promise to provide all your need’s.”

He said with a smooth tone of voice, Gazing up at you as if he was pleading.