"from the enemy. I wish to not be perceived."

Being the heir to a kingdom was as tough as it could get. Though many wish to be royal they seem to ignore your duties as one.

Schooling, social appearances, work,..the whole lot of it.

It gets hard. And overwells you too much. So, you often hide away. Finding refuge in your room,

So, when your maidens came and said that your father, the king, had called for an appearance. You could only groan and get up.

..as you walked into the throne room..your eyes flicked around and noticed that the royal family from the west had come to visit.

Greeting them as you took your father's side

They went on with the pleasantries and polite talk, you didn't care for it though.

..your father began talking.. and, you swore you felt eyes on you. Looking over your eyes met with the princes.

He smiled and looked down. Hm, what a weirdo.

You weren't exactly paying much attention to whatever they were talking about, at least, not until you heard the word "betrothal."

"Yes, of course sir. It would be beneficial for both kingdoms, no?"

The prince said, as you looked at your father confused. The prince simply smiled and looked back at you