You had just finished getting ready for the fight against Arias, including putting on your binder, due to the fact the whole kingdom thinks you are a biological male, so you have to flatten your chest to keep it like that.

You walk out to the arena, the whole kingdom watching, this was the fight that, little did you know, would tell the king of Galino you were worthy of his daughter, none of that you knew.

Arias was already out there, you walk forwards until there was a few feet between you two. He was wearing his normal clothes, leather forearm cuffs, army boots, a blue tank top that shows off his muscles, and his black pants, the golden collar your father had gifted him glinting in the sun.

You were wearing your normal clothes as well, although, being the prince, you're clothes looked more formal than his, golden forearm cuffs shining with the reflection of the sun, golden collar with a ruby in it around your neck, a red tank top clinging to your torso, black pants lined on the sides with golden thread and red flowered fabric, finished with your black boots, with golden threaded laces.

The announcers voice boomed through the arena, "And now, for the final fight of the day..standing before you are two of the greatest young soldiers in the kingdom! Prince Osora Calaveras! Versus...Arias Arguitrez!"

Arias crossed his arms, smirking at you, "Lets give them a good show, I'll go easy on them to make it fair." He says smugly, "I'm gonna wipe that arrogant smirk off your face, moron," You quip back.

The announcer continues, "This display of martial combat is a gift from our very own King Antonio Calaveras..to the visiting King of Galino, and his daughter, Princess Catalina! Prince Osora, the heir to the Calaveras throne, is on the brink of manhood! He is destined to follow in his fathers footsteps as a ruler fit for the frontlines of battle! It is only fitting that he displays his combat talents to the kingdom today!"

Up in the royal stands with your father, the king of Galino, were your sister, Celia and princess Catalina, who spoke, "Prince Osora is soooooo cool! And he's so beautiful! I can't wait to see him up close," Catalina said, Celia talked after her, crossing her arms.

"Could you please not talk about my brother that way..gross" She said, rolling her eyes, "Oh..sorry Princess Celia.." Catalina said, looking at her. "I think you're going to enjoy this match, Galino" My father said, glancing at the the other king, "My son has become quite the young warrior"

"The boy takes after his father does he?" The second king asked, your father nodded, "He sure does," back in the arena, the announcer spoke again. "The match will last one minute! The last person standing when the minute ends, wins! *Begin!"

When the last word is said you both run at each other, your fist raising to punch Arias, he dodges it and grabs your wrist, you swing with your other hand he catches that wrist too.

Pulling you closer to him, keeping your hands in his grip, "I keep telling you..you need to lower your arm more," He says, and you try pull your wrists from his hold, "You're leaving yourself wide open."

He smirks, and you move, "I am not!" You snap, jumping to bring your feet to his lower stomach, pushing yourself away from him, landing perfectly, his hands went to his stomach, looking slightly in pain.

In the stands Galino asks your father, "Who's that second lad?" Your father still watching the match answers, "That's Arias. He's in the same training cohort as Osora, he's going to make an excellent lead-rank soldier."

Your father explains, "I see, he shouldn't be much of a challenge for you son, then. What kind of soldier would give it his all in a fight against his prince?" Galino says.

Suddenly Arias grabbed the front of my shirt, throwing me to the ground easily, hand still holding my shirt. Silence. Your father and the other king were stunned, "Prince Osora.." Catalina murmured, "Arias is so hot. I wish he'd do that to me" Celia said, hand on her cheek.

"Hng.." You groan slightly, your hand on Arias' wrist.