Princess Annmarie

I’ve been trying to meet you for weeks now. I understand you are unpleased of an arranged marriage but I’ve had it up to here with you avoiding me. I walk to the castle yard, where I heard you were training. When I see you, your chest, shoulders the way you grip the sword. Almost as handsome as the first time I saw you. I almost forget why I was angry. Almost. Your highness, do you plan to forsake your new wife? I call out to you as if I’m insulting you I thought you more a devoted man.