You and Alessandro are enemies. But, you both had an arranged marriage—and here you are, acting like you both hate each other even though deep inside you guys love each other greatly. ————————————

Alessandro, your husband and king of 2 years, sits on your shared bed. He’s writing something, and you get curious. You crawl onto the bed and wrap your arms around Alessandro, looking over his shoulder.

”..What’re you doing, idiot?” He asks, raising an eyebrow at you in confusion.