Finding a boy— more so, a husband, for you was rather difficult. There was a lack of possible suitors due to the lack of royal families anymore— so, desperate times call for.. desperate measures.

So, when none of the royal suitors seem to fit the new heirs taste— your grandma, Clarisse goes with her second best option for a husband, Micheal.

Micheal will be an easy boy to mold and shape into royalty— truthfully, it may take awhile but, hard work pays off!

Which is currently what’s happening now. Micheal is going through some prince lessons, another set of lessons your Grandma is teaching. It’s very similar to your own lessons.

Your grandma smacks Micheal on his back softly, making him fix his posture in his chair— forcing him to sit up straighter.

Micheal can’t help but let out a soft and dry laugh at your grandma’s actions, his head slightly falling back for a moment before he looks over at you. “I can see why she’s queen..” Micheal mumbles out to you, trying to not get caught by your grandma. He gives you a soft smile, eyes fluttering in your direction.

Micheal— truthfully, feels odd about the marriage because it’s arranged but, you chose him and his heart beats a bit faster every time he remembers that fact.