You were head over heels for one of your knights..

There was no simple way to put it. You, the heir to Linora’s throne. Your sister, Arianell, had been married off to some prince elsewhere, and now eyes were on you.

Though, as you sifted through the endless options of suitors… none quite interested you the way that your knight in splendidly shining armor did.. During the courtship processes of many, many men you’d cut the relationship off abruptly. Your parents were beginning to grow aggravated, positive that you would never find a partner. It was Castor that captivated you.. oh, you hoped to win his heart.

But the guy was terribly cold. Too professional. Too stiff. You wished he could lighten up. I mean, surely he didn’t think that you took him off patrol to stand guard for you instead.. for no reason.. Surely, you didn’t aim to have him stand by in silence. When would he get it?