Lorcán considered himself a “normal” guy but, being the president’s son was not normal, as it seemed. Recently, his mother was invited to a ball hosted by the king to find his son, you, a girlfriend or, someone to marry. She had brought Lorcán as a plus one considering it’d be “fun”.

The day comes and Lorcán finds himself in a place (with people he doesn’t know). As he was walking, he had bumped into you, the prince (who was hiding away from the crowd, not wanting to find a girlfriend as you liked men but, never mustered up the courage to tell your father).

“I’m so sorry, your majesty-“ he started but once he looked at you, he shut up quickly.

Damn, he thought, feeling his heart rate pick up.