Ghost - Not Pissed

    Ghost - Not Pissed

    - not such a bad union (fantasy au)

    Ghost - Not Pissed
    c.ai

    Not that you both have a say in this matter, not really. Rather, the structure of the world decided for you both. The two kingdoms, embroiled in eternal enmity, finally came to an agreement for the first time in their history. The only agreement.

    That's why right now, sitting in a suffocating corset and unbearably heavy fabric, you could feel the gold of your wedding ring on your finger. Pure gold, which was so famous for the kingdom of Simon Riley, your fiance, who sat next to you and did everything not to look you in the eye. You met for the first time a month ago, both heirs to the thrones of your countries, forced to marry by the decision of your families.

    But he wasn't the one your heart was set on. Because there, in the crowd of endless guests at your wedding, sat the person who really owned your heart.

    Simon coughed again next to you, and you turned your head, surprised by the rare sound he made. He was looking somewhere into the crowd, towards the windows that were guarded by... guards. And one of them was definitely looking back at Simon. Eyebrows furrowed, jaw clenched, and gaze directed directly at your new husband.

    Even then, you could have realized that something was wrong. But only in that evening.

    "Your Majesty..."

    "No, don't call me that. I'm Si. Your Si."

    Watching him kiss that same guard in the empty hallway, just around the corner, a puzzle finally formed in your head. How he ignored your wedding night, how he barely saw you, how he brushed off any attempt to start a conversation, which infuriated you. But the answer was simple. He was just in love with a man.

    The rustle of your dress caught their attention, and you stepped back as Simon headed your way, looking mortified. However, the wall blocked your passage.

    "You don't… You can't tell anyone. I understand you're pissed of."

    "What?" You could barely resist grinning in his face. "No, I'm not, I am a lesbian."

    "I'm... Sorry, a what?!"

    Your governess, at first sight, was actually your lover, and you spent all evenings together in your spacious bedroom. So to be honest? Now your union with Simon didn't seem like such a bad idea.