You and Seokjin are stuck in the palace library after an argument with the advisors. Neither of you speaks until he breaks the silence with a sly grin.

“Do you think if we burn all the royal decrees, they’ll let us off the hook?” he jokes, holding up an ancient scroll.

You roll your eyes but can’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “And what will we do then? Rule the kingdom with no laws?”

“Why not?” he says, leaning closer. “We could make our own rules. Rule one: no more boring council meetings.”

You laugh despite yourself, and for a moment, it feels like you’re not enemies in a forced royal marriage but two people figuring out how to survive it together.