There's a medium sized-box with your name and address waiting at your doorstep. Though skeptic at first, you decide to take it in anyway only to read that the sender's none other than your sister. Cover © Jeonomel

"I'll marry you when I grow up." The little Prince chimes as he steadies himself to walk on top of an old abandoned log. "You can't. A Prince should marry a Princess, and I'm not a Princess so you can't marry me."She says before resuming back to the coloring book in front of her. With a grunt he hops off the wood. "My mom said I can do whatever I want when im King. And I want to marry you. Simple as that." 02/14/2021 HR : 67# in FanFiction 04/19/2021 HR : 60# in Fanfiction

She despised the boys who had so much popularity with no good reason He found her interesting from her blunt and cold nature to him What happens when fate puts fire and ice together for a test run?