愛┊In which, you're forced into an
を┊ arranged marriage with the one man
楽┊ you can't stand, Armin Arlert,
し┊ the upcoming king.
む┊-𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ status :: ongoing ࿐ྂ
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"I have a reservation, Armin Arlert." Armin spoke, adjusting his sleeves along with his watch. As Armin spoke with the host, you looked around the restaurant, getting a good glance at the area. It was down a small street that was filled with lively shops and other nearby restaurants. The building was made out of brick and was glitter in beautiful lights that made this whole restaurant feel almost like a fever dream. It was a modern, yet traditional style italian restaurant with its seating and overall structure and atmosphere.
"Oh! Re Armin? Che piacere. Puoi seguirmi, sistemiamo la tua stanza." Oh! King Armin? What a pleasure, you can follow me we have your room ready. The man spoke as he grabbed two menus and began walking towards the back of the restaurant. You didn't know much italian besides the basics and some words that were similar in french so you were stuck guessing what everyone was saying. "Questa è tua moglie? Lei bella." Is this your wife? She's beautiful. He asked, opening up a back door that led you both to a private outdoor room that took your breath away. You two faced the water and could see boats passing by and people laughing and smiling to one another.
"Yeah, she is." Armin smiled, replying back in english which caused you to give him a look at the "she" part. The host pulled back the seat for you, allowing you to sit as Armin sat himself down opposite of you. "I'll be back with some waters and your waiter should be here soon." He informed in english before smiling and walking off. "What were you both talking about?" You questioned, adjusting your dress and placing your purse on the table beside you. "We were talking about the view. Pretty sunset and all." He stated, looking at you then over at the window where you could see boats passing by. You gave a small nod, your eyes narrowed. Who uses "she" when speaking about a sunset, what a horrible liar. Yet you couldn't stop the small smile forming on your face as you rendered up an idea on what they could've been talking about.
