He walked through the crowd of people at the ball, trying to mask his annoyance with a smile. It was his eighteenth birthday, and his father said he needed to marry a woman soon in order to take over the thrown. Despite how much he hated the idea, he couldnt disobey his fathers wishes.

Someone snapped him out of his thoughts as they bumped into him. "Ah-" Rome said, taking a step back and looking up at the person. His mind went blank as soon as he say the other mans handsome face.