Awkward, that was the word plastered on the both of you. Ofcourse, the marriage wasn't an escape when you both were the siblings of the Prince and Princess.

You were the sibling if the princess and him the sibling of the Prince. You both were in the carriage awkwardly listening to the horse's neigh. Him sitting beside you, you could feel yourself not breathing as if trying to not distrupt the awkwardness, as if trying to be invisible if that was possible.