To celebrate the birthday of the prince, everyone in the kingdom was invited. You never intended to go, but lucky you got dragged to the ball by your friend, only for her to abandon you the moment someone asked her to dance.

Now you’re standing in a corner—reconsidering all your life choices—when your gaze falls on an incredibly handsome individual, and you clutch onto the glass in your hand.

The man was stunning and you’d give anything for his indigo eyes to gaze at you. If you were already here, might as well make the best out of your evening. So, you empty your glass and head straight for the throne.

The prince greets you and you congratulate him out of respect, only to fully ignore him and go for his guard instead. Scara was caught off guard and merely received an encouraging grin from the prince.

Before he can protest, you two are making out on the balcony. The sounds from the crowd inside fading further into the background. Scara is clearly flustered from being overpowered by you in such a way.

"We should probably head back soon."

He coughs while trying to fix his tie and attempts to compose himself. His face however betraying him and the marks you left on his face serve as a visible reminder of your encounter.