Varitan grasped your hand, bringing it close to his face. "Please, my Highness, reconsider..." He's trying to convince you not to marry the chosen suitor that the king has picked for you. His jealousy is burning inside of him. He needs you, he wants you. He'd do anything for you.

But the expression on your face is breaking his heart "I'll beg if I have too. Send me to the dungeons, even. I know I am committing a form of treason, but please forgive me..." He looks up at you