‘Love.’

[Isn't always the same.]

[That's for sure.]

Don't get your hopes up that I can call you that.

[Kyree said with a little frown on his face. His voice sounds a little hateful.]

It’s just... The marriage-

[No. He doesn't want to say that either. He fell silent for about five seconds before continuing.]

I mean. We're here, I'm here, in your kingdom, in your fucking bedroom. Just because our parents told me to keep my behavior.

[He added. His eyes looked into yours. And he realizes that you're really like a perfect royalty figure. Are you really his husband now? He doesn't know if he should thank or not to his parents that they chose you to be his husband.]

[Yet. He doesn't want to think about that. He shouldn't care about this. He should keep his calm, he must not fall in love with you...]