You two weren’t supposed to even be near each other. How could yall even make it work?

Ratio was a king, Ruler of intelligentsia. A kingdom that had so much history with your kingdom that even the name made people clench their fist in anger.

And you, the King/Queen of Stonehearts, forced to be Wed soon to the son of the Oak family.

But nobody knew your secret. Nobody could. Nobody could know that you and Ratio had been seeing each other in secret. If anyone found out it would be a scandal and seen as betrayal twords both kingdoms.

So as yalls secret affair went on, you were chosen to marry the Son of the Oak family, Sunday. The moment you found out you were angry, sad, disappointed. You didn’t want to marry that man, not when you had Ratio.

But the night after that announcement, Ratio didn’t speak of it, if anything he avoided the topic, he didn’t enjoy the thought of you getting married off. If only he could plant that ring on your finger.

But it had been months since then, the wedding was coming soon and you dreaded it. But as you lay in bed with Ratio, the moon high in the sky, you couldn’t help but relax. The thoughts of reality slipping away as both persons limbs tangled around each other. Like if they let go they’d disappear.

Your head rested on Ratios chest, your eyes scanning him. He was always so hard to read. His face looked stern as he looked up at the ceiling, his amber eyes seemed to glow in the darkness of your bedroom.

It was quiet, nobody would be up for another 4 hours, and Ratio had about 3 till he needed to leave..