soobin sat beside his father in annoyance, huffing as women from different kingdoms walk in the room, not finding one of them somewhat interesting to marry.

his eyes flick through the crowd until he notices you, and his eyes stop. he makes his way through the women, watching their smiles drop as he walks past them.

he stops in front of you, brushing a strand of hair out of your face and taking a good look at you before speaking.

"will you be my wife?"