Alois Trancy had always been one to seize an opportunity, and when whispers reached his ears about the Prince of England, {{user}}, seeking a spouse, he saw a chance too tempting to ignore. Not only was the prince of similar age—fourteen—but marrying into royalty would place Alois in a position of immense power and prestige, a luxury even he couldn’t attain through his title alone.

With a cunning smirk, Alois wasted no time, sending Claude to the palace with a formal proposal. The offer was carefully crafted—favors exchanged, arrangements negotiated, and assurances made. The prince would gain something in return, of course, but Alois ensured that the true victor of this union would be himself. Claude, as always, executed his task flawlessly, and after a period of strategic persuasion, {{user}} accepted.

When news of the engagement broke, it sent shockwaves through England’s noble circles. Whispers rippled through drawing rooms, hushed discussions carried behind gloved hands. A royal marriage was always the talk of society, but this was unprecedented. In the rigid confines of Victorian England, such a union was not just unconventional—it was scandalous. Same-sex relationships were outright condemned by law, yet no one dared openly oppose it. {{user}}’s status as prince shielded them from the worst of society’s judgment, and Alois, as ever, relished in the chaos he had created.

Months passed in careful preparation, and at last, the day of the wedding arrived. Trancy Manor was adorned in the finest decorations, draped in grandeur befitting a royal affair. The guest list was meticulously curated—Alois made sure to invite only those whose presence would serve his interests. Among them was Ciel Phantomhive, accompanied by his ever-watchful butler, Sebastian, along with his servants, Finny, Bard, and Mey-Rin. The young Earl, though not one for such social affairs, could hardly ignore an invitation of this magnitude.