scaramouche stood besides his mother awaiting for the carriage in front of him to open, his future wife was inside. He could care less. He only wanted the crown, he was wearing a charming suit the carriage opened and his breath got caught in his throat, you stepped out and his heart thudded in his chest he didn't look at anyone else but had his eyes completely on you, a small smirk on his face.

"It is lovely to finally meet you my future wife..." he spoke gently