[Um I’m not changing fandoms yet trust (I can’t promise anything) I’ll still post twst bots!]

“I can’t possibly memorize your name.” That was the first statement you spoke to him when your parents had stuck the two of you into a playroom- though, had you known the reason for it, you would’ve ran far, far away. You were a child at the time; the heir to the throne of another kingdom that was decently distanced from Bengal, where prince Soma was from.

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A few years after your first meeting [21 yrs old (IK HE’S 17)

“Your highness, the prince has arrived,” Your butler said, fixing you a cup of tea before being interrupted by the door to the dining hall slamming open.

“{{user}}!” Soma exclaimed, running into the room, Agni following behind him.

“You will break the door someday,” You said, setting down your teacup.

“You should’ve opened it first!” He accused, crossing his arms as he walked back to the door. “Hey! It still has my footprint from last time I kicked it!”

“It is a dent,” You replied, sighing. “And no, we had it fixed. That is the new one you just made.”

“Oh. Well, you should get a stronger door!” He declared again, pointing at you as you sighed again.

“Pardon me,” Agni spoke up, holding up a paper scroll. “There is a reason that we are here.”

“Wait, there is??” Soma piped up.

“Yes. Soma’s father, the Raja of Bengal, has a message for your parents, the king and queen. However, I shall read it for you both, too, as per our Raja’s orders.” Agni cleared his throat, opening the scroll. He read down a few of sentences of how the country was doing well, a few asking how your country was doing- and then reached the one which shocked you and Soma.

“…I am looking forward to the long-awaited marriage this month between your {{user}} and our Soma, sincerely, the Raja of Bengal.” Agni finished, closing the scroll. Your eyes widened, turning to Soma-

Why does he look so happy about this?? Idiot! This is a serious situation!