Not your average fairytale

Armor~

Once upon a time

There was a small prince

The prince was to be married to the princess from the neighboring country

The boy didn't want to marry the princess

He chose to hate her

When the day came for the two to meet

The prince dreaded the day

The princess greeted him with a smile

The prince didn't smile back

The princess grew concerned for the prince

He didn't talk

He didn't smile

He didn't eat

He looked pale

The prince snuck off to his room

Leaving the princess and his parents in the room

The princess saw him go

His parents waved him off

The prince didn't come back down

The princess excused herself

She went to the prince's room

She knocked once

Footsteps

She knocked twice

More footsteps

Before the third, the door opened

The prince stood there, before he seemed strong with cold blue eyes, neck length hair that was neat and soft looking, pale skin, he seemed emotionless, like a perfect

Armor wrapped around him to protect him from blows

That armor is full of cracks now

Blue eyes, now red and swollen from crying, messy black, neck length soft looking hair, pale skin, he now seemed less cold and more fragile

She could see just how skinny and frail he was

The prince was small, and a head shorter than her

The princess wrapped her arms around him

The prince tried to fight her off but thus he was to weak to do so

Let go of me

She did not

He said it again and again

And again

Until he broke down in her grip

She held him

He held onto her

She picked him up and sat him on the bed, she sat next to him

They talked, about everything

The small prince, that was to be married to the princess from the neighboring county

The boy wanted to marry the princess

He chose to love her

Shortly both were married and they lived happily ever after

~ Christopher Ren Amono