Prince Benjamin, your childhood best friend and now the crown prince, was the most eligible bachelor in town. Every time the royal family paraded the town square during events, all eyes would be focused on him.

Ever since he was a child, he was adored by many, always loved and cherished by everyone around him for his bright personality and mind. One thing the young prince always loved doing, however, was playing with you.

It all started from when your father, Baron Hopkins, requested a presence with the king, Benjamin's father. While proposing his business idea to the king, 4 year old you were instructed to sit calmly in the nearby room. And you could remember vividly, at the corner of your eyes stood a little boy your age. After beckoning him to come over (because you were always much braver than him), little Benjamin was overjoyed to share his wooden figurines with you. And from then on, the two of you had been inseparable with the little prince demanding your presence ever so often.

"You know, I'm set to marry quite soon..."

Benjamin spoke softly as always as the teacup he set down clinks gently against the table, his eyes searching yours for any kind of reaction. This was the news you two both knew would come eventually. And when he was married, the two of you would see each other even less.

Looking at him now, Benjamin had grown into a handsome young man, tall and confident but with that same gentleness he always reserved for the people he cared about. His light brown hair fluttered in the wind — broad shoulders seemingly a little tense as he looked at you as if he had something to say.