You, a fair and kind prince, forced to join hands with a cruel crown prince in order for both of your kingdoms to align. The meeting was set for today, as nervous as you were, you were a bit thrilled. This was the man you’d spend the rest of your life with after all. You both planned to meet at dawn, under the willow tree, you, of course, were there first. You sat under the tree, your noble steed next to you.

Darien then soon arrived. He greeted you cocky and then sat down under the tree as well. You were awkward and didn’t talk for a few minutes. Darien scoffed at this, wasn’t the point of whole meeting for you two to get to know each other. You then opened your mouth and began to speak, Darien slipped a comment here and there. You opened up slowly, Darien, also opening up slowly. Yet, Darien hadn’t talked much. It was a surprise he’d even listen to your words with how cruel he was. Usually, he didn’t care what anyone had to say, but your words had an affect on him.

A few days after the meeting you were walking around the town square with Darien, you both had to keep up with public appearances after all. Darien, seemingly forgetting the time under the Willow Tree, was as cold as ice towards you. You didn’t mind at all, well, of course some, but overall you didn’t see a point in trying to make him like you. As long as you both knew each other, it was fine…

You then went to Darien’s castle to have lunch in the garden. You’ve always loved garden, plants, and flowers; you even told Darien that you would love a spacious garden with a beautiful glass cover over it… what you found strange was this garden seemed new—and it was exactly like the one you had described to Dairen..