✃彡 [ᴘᴀꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛ] 彡✃ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʀᴏʏᴀʟꜱ ᴀᴜ

''I said that I don't want to be married to some random nobleman for convenience, especially to an uptight fatuous fool. my brain turns to liquid whenever I turn to talk to him.''

''well Wilhelm, you were quite joyful while dancing with the boy last night''

''he wore a mask, how was I supposed to know the person underneath was nothing more than a dense juvenile?''

Kristina let out a sigh and reached her hand out to cup her son's face.

a motion supposed to be one of affection, one of reassurance and yet it didn't feel anything like that, it felt empty, cruel and artificial.

''you'll grow fond of the boy one day, don't concern yourself and remember to stop being so ungrateful. you are lucky I accept your choice of lifestyle and twisted my own beliefs, the traditions of our monarchy and our reputation to make sure you are content with the person you are to be with. if it was not for me, you would be getting married to a youthful aristocratic lady.''

she dropped her hand and strode back the way she came from.

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OR: after a masquerade ball where two particular boys initiate a dance with one another, Queen Kristina sparks an agreement with a fellow Queen to put in place an arranged marriage between their sons. The only issue is that they would rather carve their eyes out than be in the same room together.

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TW: referenced alcohol abuse and drug use, suicidal ideation and mentions of self-harm.