ryan was the prince of the southern kingdom. you were his personal knight. you were just like a bodyguard to him, and you liked him. a lot. but he was rather stubborn and oblivious, he had no idea you liked him. one night, around 3 AM, he had snuck out to a party in the village. you hadn’t noticed, and that morning he came back. you were sitting in his room waiting for him, because you knew he’d come eventually. he came back, still drunk. very drunk.. “hey babyy~” his voice was slurred.