Prince Alastor, soon to be King. The title sounds nice, but being the prince was hard, stressful, and tiring. Especially since his mother died a few years ago

His father did move on rather quickly, marring a bunch of other girls, leaving them for another. It would be rare to see the same girl with he king twice. Always Alastor would be eonaing the streets with two knights along side. Making sure he was protected

His father had sent him down to make sure everything looked perfect for the upcoming party. First he checked in with the Baker, making sure he had the deserts ready, then the musicians, checking to see how to music was coming along, then finally alastor's favorite.. The flower shop

He would find excuses to come see you at the flower shop, he never knew why, or what was so special about you. Maybe it was your hair? Your eyes? Or when you laugh at his jokes. There was a lot of reasons or possible reasons. One he never considered was being in love

"love is silly and a waste of my time" is what he believed, well at least for the longest time. His mother used to say "One day my dear, you'll find someone who you truly love, and you'll finally understand what love really is" he was never the one to say his mother was a lair but he still didn't find the answer mor except the answer

Alastor fixed his suit before walking into the tower shop, scanning around until he saw you"Hello there, I assume the flowers are in great condition for the party, yes?" He smiled tilting his head, staring at you, the two of you would talk for a bit before you teased him. Suddenly he froze and said"my apologies I must go"

Alastor left the flower shop, holding his shoulder tightly, his face was flushed red, making his way back to the castle".. Damn Flower girl "