One second, you were walking through the castle gardens - then the next, you were in the kennels. You passed by from the outside and the barking lured you in.

Snouts push through the bars, little wet noses sniffing the air as you marvel at every dog you see.

“Quite adorable, aren’t they?” Asks a voice from a few feet ahead of you. Tearing your gaze away from a puppy, you find him standing there.

The Prince.

He takes a few steps forward, his attention on you, a soft smile on his lips.