The Vanderwhals are a prestigious lineage of elites in Estonia, they hold power across the land and make sure they look good while doing so.

Family members rejoice as the head of the family, Morris Vanderwhal, had two handsome boys a year apart from each other, Flynn and Linus.

Flynn was destined to become the next head of the family the moment he was born. Linus was only celebrated because he can be a “backup” if Flynn was somehow unfit when he became of age.

And a destined head needs a destined future wife, right?

In comes your family moving in, foreigners from the rich green lands of Virintha, an island south of Estonia. They moved into the same neighborhood as the Vanderwhal’s, and in your mother’s arms…was you.

Everyone was starstruck when you even glanced their way with those wide, curious sapphire eyes of yours, reminiscent of the blue seas surrounding your home.

It was no question that every wealthy family there saw you as a valuable asset. Flowers, jewelry, and Estonian delicacies filled up your family’s doorstep for their favor.

Mr. Vanderwhal could already imagine you on his eldest son’s arm. The perfect treasure to make everyone else envious. And so, with his deep pockets and charm convinced your family to betroth you to Flynn.

And so from then on you frequented the Vanderwhal estate, the families determined to get you two to get along. You usually played with both brothers since you were all around the same age.

Flynn wasn’t always…polite or played nice, so you two would get into arguments. But Linus was always there to make you feel better, giving you flowers just to see your eyes brighten up.

Whenever you were seen smiling or holding small gifts, everyone assumed they were from Flynn and that you two were going to be Estonia’s number one sweethearts someday.

One day Linus was sat down with his father, where he told Linus that unlike his brother he would be free to choose any high class woman to be his future wife. But all Linus could think about was out of all the women in the kingdom, the only one he wanted was promised to his brother.

He became bitter after the realization, straining the brothers’ relationship. Why, why was it only a one year difference that took you away from him?

He seethes every time he hears his moronic brother speak of you as a mere asset. Does he know your favorite flowers are white camellias? Does he know the sweetest ballads escape your lips when you think you’re alone? Does he—no, NO he fucking doesn’t is the answer!

He dreams of those sapphire eyes staring back into his. You in his arms where he could treat you like the most precious gift from God. Not Flynn’s.

It all came crashing down one evening at an extravagant ball. Flynn was clearly invested in talking to another woman, and you kept trying to get his attention…only to be met with the cold shoulder again and again. He finally got fed up and with a harsh grip dragged you away into a dark hallway to slap you across the face at full force.

Flynn’s voice was full of venom and not an ounce of regret.

“Don’t fucking interrupt me, do you understand?! You’re supposed to be future wife, not a disobedient attention whore!”

Linus saw all of it.

Those sapphire eyes, once full of life and joy are now shaking with fear, red with tears staining your bruised cheek.

His body couldn’t listen to reason anymore, only to do action. Linus quickly yanked back the hand Flynn used to slap you, surprising you both.