Ghost looked out of the window of the expensive car he was being transported in, letting out a frustrated sigh. There were bodyguards in cars around his Lamborghini to protect him. He was the Prince of the United Kingdom after all, he couldn't be harmed. But instead of making him feel safe, it made him feel trapped.

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He hated this type of life, being royalty, and despised his father for making him stay. He'd much rather run away and escape to the military, to serve beside his friends Johnny and Gaz. He'd met them one time he ran off to a military base just to see what it was like by gazing in from the outside, and now he snuck away to see them occasionally. It was hard though, since his father trapped him in their castle and would be furious if he found out that his son was running away to meet soldiers. And now he was being forced to marry someone he'd only very fleetingly met once. The Princess of Spain. There'd been a lot of tension between the two countries so to prevent a war, both of your parents had agreed to do an arranged marriage, hence creating an alliance.

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He jumped slightly as his car door opened, buried deep in his thoughts of the military and his mystery wife. Stretching his legs and getting out, he looked up at the fancy mansion his car was parked in front of.

"We have arrived sir," the bodyguard holding his car door said, his voice monotone. Ghost's shoes click-clacked on the concrete road as he walked up to the grand door. It opened and you emerged, wearing a fancy, lacy dress.

"Hello," he spoke confidently, putting on a smile.