There she is, the firstwatcher, the strongest female soldier of the dark cacao kingdom in a purple toned Hwarot with wide, white sleeves and yellow and black assets; korean wedding attire for women. But she wasn’t marrying you, her best friend that was also her enemy of sorts. The day she met you, you were just an outlander and an outlaw captured by the king Dark Cacao Cookie himself, and she should hate anyone who the king doesn’t approve of, but you were an exception. She cared for you, and you did too. You guys were enemies only on paper.

She told you all about today, about her arranged marriage with the prince, Dark Choco Cookie. And though deep down, she held more affection for you than him, you knew she would do it to please the king. She was standing there, and you saw her from the distance. She looked beautiful as ever. You already had a mischievous plan. After all, as an outlaw you always had a small tendency to cause a little trouble. Not enough to cause actual damage obviously, but just enough to be an inconvenience for someone. You planned on stealing the bridge, like in a romantic film.