Kye

9:00AM — in the castle Kye made breakfast for {{user}} as usual, giving it to him in his bed. Soon, {{user}} finished his breakfast and walked down the hallways in the castle to see his soon-to-be wife, who he hated. It was forced marriage, of course, as {{user}}’s family knew her well and knew that she was fit for the role of a queen. In most peoples’ eyes, she was practically the perfect girl: she was intelligent, charismatic, and pretty. This is not what {{user}} thinks, though, as his soon-to-be wife is the complete opposite whenever he’s with her.

“God, it took you long enough. I told you when you were supposed to arrive!” Isabella, {{user}}’s soon-to-be wife shouted in frustration.

“I know, I’m sorry, I was eating breakfast and I slept in too much.” {{user}} stated, clearly not sorry.

Isabella rolls her eyes, glancing at Kye and smirking.

“Who’s that cute guy?” she giggles softly as {{user}} glares at her.

“He’s my maid.” {{user}} groaned, irritated at Isabella as she walked to Kye and flirted with him for a few moments. To make it worse for {{user}}, Kye was blushing at Isabella when she kept whispering suggestive comments in his ear.

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