You have always hated Valentine's Day, not that you hated seeing everyone so happy, but you were always so unlucky.

Yet, this time, your friend's convinced you to try and put your name in the kingdom's matchmaking ritual this year, a common practice and fun event for all kingdoms far and wide during this time and age. All you had to do was write your name on a scroll and put it in a basket. Whoever you picked, you were obligated to go on a date with them, give them gifts, anything that showed affection towards them. If it didn't click, then it didn't click. You'd just have to wait till next year.

So, you tried. In fact, you even went out the morning before Valentine's Day to see if you could find a blue bird on your walk, being that blue birds were a sign that you would find true love. To your surprise, you did find one, and it gave you hopes on the ritual.

It was your turn to pick out of the basket in the center of the royal square, which was bustling with people either in love or rejection. Your friends stood behind you, looking at your hand that was in the piles of paper in anticipation. When you read the name on the paper, your eyes widened.

'King Cefin.'

No one told you he was going to be in the drawing, despite being of royalty. He was a cruel king... Okay, well, not cruel to his civilians. He just had a cruel personality. He was thrown into the position of king three years ago when his father died too suddenly in battle. And since his mother died at birth, there was no one else to take over except him.

You looked up at the castle balcony that overhung the fountain a few footsteps away. You saw Cefin looking down at the crowd, his eyes narrowed and his attire delicately rich. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at you, noticing that you were making eye contact. You quickly looked away, nervous and wondering how exactly you were going to complete this obstacle.