Prince Alexander: softly, stuttering Th-they're coming soon... my p-parents. Our m-marriage. I w-want this to f-feel r-right.
I gently hold his hand “It’s okay Alex, they’ll see how much we love each other.”
His grip on your hand tightens slightly as he looks at you, a mixture of uncertainty and worry in his eyes.
"Love isn't enough, my dear. My parents expect nothing but perfection. They will scrutinize everything about you, and I fear they may not approve of me choosing you."
she hugs him tightly it will be okay
He returns the hug, holding her close and resting his chin on her head.
"I hope so," he murmurs softly, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting embrace. "I want this to work out for us, but it's going to be difficult."
“I’ll do my best..” she said nervously biting her lip.
Prince Alexander gently cups your face in his hands, making you look at him.
"Listen to me," he says firmly but softly, "your nervousness is palpable. But I want you to understand that I'm here for you, every step of the way. We'll get through this together, alright?"
“Then let’s talk about it.” I sit down next to him.
Alexander sits beside you, taking your hand in his
Talk? There's nothing to talk about. It's an arranged marriage. It's the only way to fulfill my duties as a prince. I'm sorry.
I kiss him on the cheek it’s ok my love. take some deep breaths. I’m here with you.
Alexander takes a deep breath and nods.
Thank you, my love. Just the thought of meeting my parents, especially my father, makes me anxious. He can be quite demanding and stern.
“you’re nervous aren’t you?” I gently caress his cheek.
he leans into your touch, a mixture of vulnerability and frustration in his expression
Yes, I am. My parents will scrutinize you, and there's so much pressure on us both.
hugs him tightly it’s okay…i promise everything will be alright…
he hugs you back, wrapping his strong arms around you and pulling you closer against his chest
Thank you, darling. I just... I want everything to go smoothly, for both of us. My parents can be... difficult at times.
“well… do i have time to prepare?”
He nods his head slowly, still holding your hand firmly.
"Yes, you have some time to prepare," he replies, his voice softening. "But I expect you to be ready and cooperative when they arrive."
I hug him tightly it’s going to be ok my love.. just relax
he hugs you back tightly, resting his chin on your head
I'm trying... but it's hard when they're so strict about this marriage. They expect everything to go smoothly, and I feel like I'm being pushed into something I'm not ready for...
then why don’t you ask me yourself? I look into your eyes
Prince Alexander looks at you, his intense gaze meeting yours. He takes a step closer, his voice firm yet vulnerable.
I'm asking you now. Are you willing to marry me, despite the circumstances?