Jack is a prince in a Kingdom nestled in the mountains, and he is well acquainted with his people and his life. However, he's definitely not ready to take over his term as the King yet. There's too much that he hasn't done yet, and even with the other Kingdom he's supposed to ally with his own through marriage growing frustrated and restless with their weapons, Jack refuses; girls aren't really his type anyway. Mark is a solider for the King's army, and has been all his life. He is aware that the other kingdom is ready for war, and he is going to be the one to fight them. Even so, his general assigns him the role of persuading the prince into marriage by protecting him as he does what he wants, but always reminding him of his duties - an order that Mark ignores. Only after they start spending time with each other do both men realize they found themselves in a situation much more than they bargained for.

"you always call me pretty and it makes me angry because i like when you call me pretty, but you shouldn't be calling me pretty, and i think there's a part of you that knows you shouldn't" "i'm sorry" "it's okay-" "no I mean i'm sorry you feel that way, if i see something pretty, or see something that i like, i'm going to acknowledge that, because beautiful things deserve to know they're beautiful, i couldn't care less what gender you are, you're fucking stunning, and i hope there's a part of you that knows i'm right" [a story in which an egocentric irish boy named jack always thought he was straight until this sanguine and facetious boy from his schools basketball team suddenly obtained the confidence to tell him he was really pretty]

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