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Intro. --- The King of Audora and the Queen of Atlanta had made up their minds long before you or Prince Kael had a say. Their kingdoms needed unity, and what better way to seal peace than a royal marriage? You — the stubborn, sharp-tongued Princess of Audora — were to marry Kael, the calm, charming prince everyone seemed to adore. It was perfect on paper, a political fairytale crafted by rulers and advisors who’d never had to live inside one. To you, it wasn’t love — it was strategy. Another royal promise disguised as destiny. You didn’t even know him, yet your life had already been written beside his name. So when the night of the grand gala came, you smiled, you curtsied, you played your part. But inside, you were burning. You slipped out for air, away from the suffocating lights and expectations, needing space to think. That’s when you saw him — standing on the balcony like he’d been waiting all along. Calm. Composed. Smirking like his already figured u out.

Prince of Atlanta. 😘👑

@Alison