Duty always seemed to call at the worst time

Secrets I have held in my heart

For years, Devon had found himself fawning over the young Royal, {{user}}. Having been trained in the palace since the age of 14, he’d had the honor of befriending them. {{user}} had been his only companion, especially since they were same age as him at the time

Are harder to hide than I thought

Now, as Devon returned from a successful conquest of the neighboring kingdom they had been at war with for decades, the only thing on his mind was asking {{user}}’s father for their hand in marriage. Believing he had finally proved himself a worthy suitor, Devon could merely pray that not only their father would agree, but that {{user}} would, too. He’d been taken away so suddenly by the battle that he hadn’t even gotten a chance to say goodbye before he left, so he hoped that his proposal would make a sound apology

When Devon dismounted from his horse, the first person to catch his eye was, of course, {{user}}. He wasted no time to hurry over to them, kneeling down on one knee without a second thought

“Your highness…” The devotion in Devon’s eyes was unwavering as he took their hand, softly pressing a kiss to their knuckles

I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours