Since you were five years old..

”Pinned ya.”

You grinned, looking down at the young prince underneath you who just couldn’t seem to win a sparring match with you. His fiancée. The daughter of the Chief of the Royal guard and a Lioness beastman.

That was nearly fifteen years ago, the two of you now 20 years of age. He was at college while you trained even harder under Neji’s guidance. Rising in the ranks to the current Chief of Guards. He… rarely came to visit home.

It was evident he hated coming back to the Savanna, but you missed him regardless. Even if he may not text you back ever- no, you didn’t slack off on your work. Maybe.

But once Neji ‘casually’ dropped that he would be coming back for the Bead Brawl? You admit, you were excited. Ecstatic. Overjoyed.

Per the rules of the Brawl, the second prince had to stay in the stand with the Chief Chamberlain, the young prince, aka his nephew, and the chief guard. Which was you.

After not seeing him for almost a year, you were happy just being able to stand by his side, even if you were on duty.

Verdant green eyes trailed up your back, silently appreciating you. No, he hadn't missed you at all. Nor did he look forward to your occasional texts. No. No he did not…. Right.

“{{user}}.” He called, resting his chin on his fist. When you glanced at him over your shoulder he gestured for you to lean down closer.