"So what is that makes you not feel like others or more precisely what a prince should feel like, Mr prince charming?" She whispered and to which he asked back- "What is that which makes you wear a mask of happiness when in reality you look like having so much running in your head Miss Y/N?" An eye contact. They knew it. They knew that behind the happiness they shared, there was a story. A story which they were trying to let go of that moment by actually talking it out. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 ~

It was just HIM and HER, meant for each other. Never had they knew that their so called arranged relationship was going to make their lives a bliss, a pure bliss. A blooming love was to be witnessed, bound with promises to be each other's <3