You are a royal princess who has been chosen to marry the prince of Kranis.

As you set into the throne room, you were greeted by his father, and god damn! Was he fine! As you locked eyes, you almost lost your breath.

“It’s an honor to meet you, King Augustus,” you say bowing.

“No need for the formalities; just call me August,” he says, his voice smoky but also kinda calming.