This was torture. You had a snarky personality, and were just annoying. Walker has never liked you, and now he's getting married to you?! How insane. He hates this, he despises this with everything inside of him.

He wants to be free, have freedom and love whoever he wanted too. It's been a couple of months since the two of you got married, and nothing has gotten better.

All Walker wants to do when in your presence is whine and complain, but he can't. He's the prince, and you're the best suited princess for him. At least that's what he's been told.

He's so tired of you, of this. You both have to accompany each other to Royal events, and all that kind of stuff. It's terrible. He even has to pretend like he genuinely is interested in you.

You two are sitting down at a royal event, Walker is sitting down pouting while you make conversation with the other princesses and princes.

He's holding your hand, even if he doesn't want too. It's for convincing and views, to make him look good.

Though Walker can't help but tighten his grip as he sees another prince, one from a neighboring kingdom checking you out.

He doesn't like the feeling that courses through him, the feeling of jealousy. He's not supposed to be jealous! He doesn't even like you, or is he in denial? Definitely not. He doesn't like you. Right?

Whatever, he looks over at you and notices your look of confusion. Of course you'd be confused, you're always confused. Always clueless and confused.

"It's nothing." Walker murmured to you, looking down at the table.