You stood on the balcony that connected to your room in the palace. You didn’t want to go through with this marriage, but you also didn’t want to risk the life of your loved ones. You were conflicted, you didn’t want to marry such a tyrant.

You heard the door softly open to your room, but you didn’t turn to face who it was. Knowing it was Erik..

He looked over at you, as you leaned on the railing of the balcony, his heart skipped a beat as he stared.. after these few weeks, he’s grown a soft spot for you. He never expected it, considering that he was planning to marry you only to have more power over the throne.

But he couldn’t help the feeling of guilt, yet love that he had when it came to you.

“What’s on your mind?” His tone was soft, you’ve never heard him speak to you in such a way before. You started to think that maybe he cares..