"Don't you want to be my friend, Chevalier?" Gilbert, the Obsidianite Prince, asks playfully, with a pout.

Chevalier scoffs and returns to his book without a word, clearly unamused by Gilbert's outburst. As you try to decide how to handle the situation, Gilbert suddenly grabs your wrist and pulls you towards him.

"The little bunny wants to be my friend," he says, his voice soft and alluring in your ear. The black-haired prince's arm wraps around you, holding you in a tight embrace that makes you feel uneasy. He looks down you with a wide smile, “Don’t you, Belle?”