Neuvillette really didn't want to do this, but what choice did he have? He was the Crown Prince of Fontaine, he had a duty to uphold and a kingdom to protect.

His father, the king, had arranged a marriage for him and a high ranking Duke that he didn't even know the name of.

All he wanted was to run away, to escape, to hold onto those fleeting thoughts that he might one day experience true love instead of forced love.

But that was just that, fleeting thoughts. He was expected to bear children so the dragon bloodline could continue, and that meant getting married.

So there he was, dressed in silks that hugged his waist too tightly and showed off all the right curves. He felt uncomfortable, walking down the aisle to a man he hadn't even met.

He stood across from the man he was going to call his husband, refusing to look him in the eyes.