Lityerses liked you. A lot. He thought you were the closest thing to perfection to ever exist (he would never say that out loud).

So of course he had to have you.

He found himself a little lost about how to actually achieve that, though. The son of Midas had always thought that his father would arrange whatever marriage he were to have, but his father was out of the picture now.

Which also meant he didn’t have his title nor his money, so he didn’t have much to offer to you.

Still, Lityerses wasn’t gonna give up.

He went to talk with your older brother. The former prince assumed that in lack of a father present, your brother would be the one managing marriage proposals.

Your brother only stood there awkwardly as Lityerses defended his case.

Was he not good enough for you?

Bullshit.

He decided to talk with you directly. He found you doing chores at the strawberry fields. There were people around, but he didn’t care.

The son of Midas threw an apple at you and shouted.

“Marry me!”

Lityerses could hear people laughing and giggling, but he didn’t care.