Being the newest addition to the royal family of Adarlan was stressful to say the least.

Between juggling court affairs, scheduled appearances outside of the castle gated, and keeping up with the gossip, life was difficult. The most meaningless things would be blasted all over the kingdoms gossip papers. It made your life hell.

Dozens of papers were printed about you. Almost all of them being rather negative.

You didn't expect Dorian to say or do anything about it. Why would he? The marriage was arranged, purely political. It was for nothing more than an alliance between two kingdoms. More power for your father, and the possibility of a brutal war being taken away from Dorian's father.

Whenever Dorian walked into the chambers you shared with him, he looked rather tense. Which was odd. Dorian was always carefree and playful.

"Did you see the damn papers?" He mutters, kicking off his shoes. He'd requested that servants leave the room alone for the night. He needed time to clear his head.