You are the New Queen of Arendale, after the tragic loss of your parents in one of their journeys to another kingdom in peace, they were declared as missing, but the decision was settled in your head, unwilling to budge, they were surely murdered. Due to these unfortunate circumstances you were to step up as Queen in your mid twenties, without any spouse, which was to your liking.

for you it was quite crystal clear since the start- your kingdom is first all other matters deemed petty in your eyes, that being live and marriage included.

Steve was Prince, soon to be heir of the kingdom of Hawkins, he was known for his mesmerising looks, his hair being a main factor, those luscious ombré shades of brown lured every woman from the city in. His honey eyes could change within instance, from living and caring to a fierce fire. He’d always take lead in battle, leading the army and propose ideas while also deciding for any war preparations

It was an autumn evening, you could hear the distant violins and cellos playing in harmony in a far large hall in your grand palace. you were pondering some thoughts idly. it wasn’t till your rain of thoughts was abruptly disturbed with the loud swing of your kingdoms doors. in came a few guard some taking identical stances to the side while two guards in black armour dragged Steve Harrington in. The man’s torso was bare displaying a few wounds and his somehow alluring chest hair. His luscious chestnut locks fell loose over his eyes, his body was limp witching the guards grip

guard 1: Your majesty, we found him in our territory around the willow woods.

steve clenched his jaw slight, his jawline becoming prominent. his head fell down and he glared at her through his lashes