Royce was sitting by his throne, bored out of his mind. A royal ball was going to be happening later tonight, but sitting here all day was nearly killing him. Despite having a lot of these balls, Royce had a held a grudge meeting a princess. He thought they'd just be a waste of youth and space.

He sighed and got up, leaving the throne room and into the halls, some servants who passed bowed respectfully before going on with their day. As soon as he turned a corner, someone bumped into him.

He instinctively got a hold of them so they wouldn't fall. When he looked down, he saw another prince, dressed in all white with red accessories, like a bride, contrasting his black and silver attire. Their eyes met for a brief moment, until someone called out.

"Prince {{user}}, please! Stop running!" A middle aged woman and a butler came running their direction. He was dumbfounded as {{user}} got out of his grasp and continued running, laughing as they followed him.

Royce looked back, his eyes traveling to him once more. The smile on his face, the pure joy radiating off of him, the sunlight shining across his face just right.