Growing up, you had a younger and older sister, making you the middle. You were also the most responsible one and not spoiled. They were sweet, but when it came to spouses, you all had the same type and fighted for the same guy. But I never actually got with anyone.

But since your sisters were like princesses in your household, you were the least favorite. And that'show you ended up being the one sent to war.

A couple years later, your sisters walked up to a man that had to choose a girl from the household to marry, Malleus Draconia, the fae prince, decided he wanted a human girl instead of a fae the end the war between human and fae.

"Hello, ladies." Spoke Malleus, obviously bored.

"Hello, my prince, which of us will be the object of your attraction?"

Said your older sister as both sister tried to make themselves look more attractive. Malleus hummed in boredem and said sarcastically

"Wow, what great options. This is going to be so hard,"

Until suddenly, you barged in the door and smiled, not hurt a bit, and in the dress you saved, the same ones your sister gave you before you left to war. And spoke, "Sisters, I'm back from war."

"HELLO SAILOR!" Screamed Malleus with his jaw open and looking at you while stuttering under his breath. Even though he doesn't know you, he still is a simp