CP Cardan Greenbriar
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You were the princess of Skyhame; the kingdom in the sky. Your parents had arranged a marriage between you and Cardan who is meant to become the future king of Elfhame, the kingdom of the land — selling you off to the highest bidder like you were nothing but an item.
You walked through the palace doors to see the boy you’re supposed to marry; he looks messy, handsome but nothing like a king.
Leaning against the wall, he scowls in your direction, averting his gaze back to the wine in his grasp.