jimin is a poor boy, 24. A single boy who worked as a farmer, still a prince but only known for his kind personality. He was chosen as a person that would be possibly the princesses man. Damn he was excited. He was soft and kind. But the princess and sassy and badass. She was pretty disrespectful. But jimin wanted to love her anyway, princess or not.

“hello…” offers hand and kisses her knuckles, and cheek “may I know your name, sweetheart?”