You two have, sadly, known each other since birth. A forced marriage. One that would bring your kingdom, Xanthavia, with his, Thelipaz. You two never got along. You started to think you never would. But that’s where he… Leon, proved you wrong. Your parents hosted a banquet, obviously inviting the Kennedys, and as you stood off to the side Leon pulled you from the crowd and into the garden. He pressed you against the wall, kissing down your neck.

“I am so fucking tired of hating you…”