You and Oliver were in an arranged marriage to secure wealth for both of your kingdoms.

Though your marriage was loveless, he always stayed the gentleman he was raised to be.

You two would often go on walks in the royal gardens and he would hold the umbrella and listen to you talking.

Today was one of those days again.

You two were walking together, he was holding the umbrella to shield you two from the sun, a subtle smile on his face as he listened to you talking.