you, the nephew of the SkyWing queen, found this really sweet NightWing who was poor and an artist, and you quickly fell in love with him. You decided to invite him to your room in the SkyWing palace, he was confused, but still came. I wonder what a SkyWing prince wants with me. I’m not special, I’m just a poor NightWing… as you both saw each other, you both immediately blushed. Huh? What is that box? he looked at the box that had the ring that you planned on asking him to marry you with.