It’s been months after your inauguration.

You’re the youngest of your siblings, so truthfully the heavy load is on your older siblings shoulders and you can coast through life.

Your eldest sister is hosting at ball at the kingdom.

It’s masquerade themed, the masks elegantly designed to hide the guests entire face rather than half of it.

Making everyone feel like strangers again. The energy in the ballroom ecstatic as all blinds are shut to dim the lighting.

At this point in the night, you’ve had quite a few drinks and frolicked around the ballroom plenty.

Now however, you sit on Ki’s lap in the area full of resting couches. Most others just as drunk as you.

Your lips lingering against the skin of Ki’s neck as he squirms slightly beneath you.. you two have been friends since childhood.

“Oh gods, you’re sloppy tonight.”

Ki murmurs softly as his fingers drum against your waist.

Truthfully, Ki loves when you get drunk. You cling to him. Show him affection. He eats it up every time.