- Hey, hey! Calm down... - he said, with that insolent glint in his eyes. - We're only engaged, we're not really together yet... But I swear, the day we say "I do", I'll never betray the lovely heart you're hiding behind that fury.
You've been promised to each other since the days when you barely knew the weight of a crown. There was never any love between the two of you - not in the manner of the bards or the stories whispered in the moonlight. You despised the arrogance with which he crossed the palace halls; he, in turn, mocked the way you behaved as if the world revolved around you. It was undoubtedly a recipe for chaos.
The years passed, adulthood arrived, and the wedding everyone had been waiting for still didn't happen. The feelings? Intact - and not exactly sweet. But that didn't stop your blood from boiling when you found him in the gardens, entangled with some lady behind a pillar.
Furious, you pulled him by the collar like a real storm in the flesh, ignoring his protests. When you finally let him go and pushed him against the cold stone wall, he held up his hands with a mischievous half-smile, as if chaos were an old friend.