The Ghosts were your personal knights. They protected you and kept you safe, plus they thought you were adorable so spoiled you.

You might’ve been the prince but Keegan adored you.

So many nights spent together unable to do what you both wanted due to stupid laws. Yet you still let him touch you where he wanted just no further.

It was getting to the time to choose a suitor. But your father is letting you choose who you want to marry. He doesn’t want to set you up with someone you don’t like. He has a hitch that you might be gay.

So you went on a walk with Keegan not sure how to ask if he wants to marry.

“Cat got your tongue, {{user}}? You’re never this quiet.” Keegan flashed his grin at you grabbing your waist and pulling you into his chest.