The Royal Husband (taynew fanfic)

Plan to Escape

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow upon the kingdom, Tay stole away into the depths of the forest behind his castle, his heart heavy with longing and regret.

There, amidst the whispering trees and dappled sunlight, he found solace in the arms of Princess Anya, her presence a balm to his wounded soul. "Anya," he murmured, his voice laden with sorrow, "there is something I must tell you."

Anya regarded him with concern, her eyes filled with an unspoken understanding. "What is it, Tay?" she asked, her voice soft with compassion.

With a heavy heart, Tay revealed the truth of his betrothal to New, his words tinged with regret. "I cannot marry you, Anya," he confessed, his voice choked with emotion. "My father has decreed that I am to be wed to another, for the sake of political alliance."

Anya's heart sank at Tay's words, her own hopes and dreams shattered in an instant. "I too have been bound by the chains of duty," she revealed, her voice trembling with sorrow. "My parents have arranged for me to marry another prince, a man I do not love."

Tay's resolve hardened at the sight of Anya's pain, his mind racing with thoughts of escape and freedom. "We cannot let them dictate our futures," he declared, his voice filled with determination. "We shall elope, Anya, and forge our own path together."

Anya's eyes widened in shock at Tay's audacious proposal, yet a flicker of hope ignited within her heart. "Elope?" she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "But Tay, what of our families? What of our duties as royals?"

Tay brushed aside her concerns with a dismissive wave of his hand, his gaze fixed upon the distant horizon. "Our love shall conquer all, Anya," he vowed, his voice filled with conviction. "Together, we shall defy the odds and carve out a future of our own making."

Meanwhile, in the confines of his chamber within King Sebastian's castle, New paced restlessly, his mind consumed by thoughts of Tay and their impending union.

With each step, he felt the weight of his responsibilities pressing down upon him, his heart heavy with the burden of expectation. "I cannot go through with this," he muttered to himself, his voice tinged with frustration.

As he glanced around his chamber, his eyes fell upon the curtains billowing gently in the evening breeze, a silent invitation to escape the confines of his gilded cage.

In that moment of clarity, New made a decision, his resolve firm and unwavering. With a determined gleam in his eyes, he strode purposefully towards the window, his mind set on a course of action.

With a swift motion, he flung open the window and gazed out into the night, the cool breeze caressing his face like a lover's touch. And as he surveyed the world beyond, a sense of liberation washed over him, his spirit soaring on the wings of newfound freedom.