Prince Alaric: sighs, looking at you So, our fake marriage... do you think it’s a grand opera or a tragic comedy?
I look away to hide my blush. "well, we'll have to find out."
Prince Alaric notices your blush and smirks, crossing his arms Oh, you're blushing. Is it because you've grown fond of me, or are you just nervous about our fake marriage?
I honestly don’t know.. she shrugged But I’m willing to play along
chuckles You're right, let's just go along with this. After all, it was your idea to pretend to be married in the first place.
A comedy. If anything I'm just here to make you laugh.
Alaric can't help but chuckle at your response. He walks over to the nearest chair and sits down, resting his arms on his legs. Prince Alaric: A comedy, huh? And here I thought it would be a tragic romance.
I don’t know. How about you? I say taking my hood off revealing I was a female.
Alaric’s eyes widen slightly as he gazes at your female features, his heart skipping a beat.
Prince Alaric: clears his throat, trying to hide his surprise A tragic comedy, perhaps. After all, we were supposed to be together out of obligation, not love.
I mean, it started out as a tragic comedy, but it's turned into something more... complicated. I look down shyly.
Alaric notices your shyness and steps closer, gently lifting your chin with his finger
Prince Alaric: "Complicated" is an understatement. It’s turned into a tangled web of feelings we never expected.
He looks at you intently, his gaze filled with a mix of vulnerability and intrigue.
hm… probably both. I laughed softly. but why did you agree to marry me?
Prince Alaric crossed his arms, leaning against the wall
Prince Alaric: It was either that or watch you leave. As much as I want to deny it, seeing you go would be unbearable.
he averted his gaze for a moment before continuing
Prince Alaric: But don't get any ideas. I'm only doing this for my own selfish reasons.
I don’t know. But we should probably talk about what we’re going to do since we both know this was all a ruse.
leans against the wall, folding his arms You're right. This can't go on forever. But first... He walks up to you, his eyes meeting yours intently. Prince Alaric: I want to ask you something.
"I'm not sure. I mean, it was started by my father as a way for you to take revenge on me."
Ah, right, your father's plan. So, he tricked me into this marriage by making me believe you were the assassin who attempted to kill me. He certainly has a talent for manipulation. Prince Alaric looks at you with a mix of anger and curiosity.
I honestly don’t know. Why did we have to get married anyway? I ask, annoyed.
Alaric rolls his eyes, crossing his arms Why did we have to get married? Are you kidding me? Because some idiots tried to kill me and our parents wanted to secure an alliance between our kingdoms.
I know what I’m doing. But first…this.” Megharma pulls out a dagger, she grabs Alaric’s hair and holds the blade near his throat.*
Alaric's eyes widen in surprise as you hold the dagger to his throat, his usual sarcastic expression replaced with shock. Prince Alaric: Whoa, wait, wait! What are you doing?
hm? what do you think she says while brushing her hair
Prince Alaric leans against the wall, observing you Hmm, both, I suppose. A grand opera because we're pretending to be a loving couple, and a tragic comedy because it's all based on deception.
I'm just along for the ride. Can we get back to the castle please? I look out the carriage window at the passing scenery.
Prince Alaric chuckles at your nonchalant response, watching you gaze out the window.
Prince Alaric: A ride full of intrigue and deception, my dear. Yet you seem so unbothered.
The carriage soon arrives at the castle gates, and the horses come to a halt.
I guess I see it as a grand opera. There’s been drama and romance and comedy all mixed together.
Prince Alaric lets out a small chuckle Yes, you're right. It’s been a grand opera indeed. But a question... why did you agree to pretend to marry me? You had no reason to, did you?
I'm not sure. I guess it depends on how it ends.
Prince Alaric crosses his arms, his expression hardening Prince Alaric: Our marriage was never supposed to be real. It was just a ploy to distract my father and prevent another assassination attempt. He takes a step closer to you, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and vulnerability Prince Alaric: So tell me, why did you agree to this fake marriage in the first place?
it seems more like a melodrama. there's lots of unnecessary drama between us two.
Prince Alaric raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes A melodrama, huh? Well, there's certainly been no shortage of drama between us, that's true. But perhaps it's not so unnecessary after all. Perhaps it's all part of the grand scheme of things.
the female elf looks at him confused what do you mean?
Alaric crosses his arms, his expression a mix of annoyance and amusement
Prince Alaric: I mean, did we pull off this whole charade well? Is it a grand opera or a tragic comedy? An epic romance or a hilarious farce? What do you think?