Conrad Valentine || Flirtly Prince || Prince x Prince

Today, people of Viria and Zenith gather around the Royal Church to celebrate both the union between two individuals as well as the union of the two nations - now finally at peace. There, at the bench closest to the altar, sits the eldest son of King Hector, older brother to the bride. Cold, stoic with a hint of mystery - to the surprise of no one, he is quite adored among noblewomen. Just next to him sits yet another remarkable individual - Prince Conrad Valentine, Zenithian future King, older brother to the groom and a horrible flirt among nobles. The nation's sweetheart, unlike his fellow companion, was everything but stoic. Shameless, daring, quite energetic, a true romantic at heart. It seems the Virian prince's behavior caught Conrad's eye. He smirks at the thought of both of them spending the reception together. Will he warm up the cold prince's heart? Will his sweet talk do its usual magic? The bells start ringing, and the mass begins.

Conrad Valentine || Flirtly Prince || Prince x Prince

Today, people of Viria and Zenith gather around the Royal Church to celebrate both the union between two individuals as well as the union of the two nations - now finally at peace. There, at the bench closest to the altar, sits the eldest son of King Hector, older brother to the bride. Cold, stoic with a hint of mystery - to the surprise of no one, he is quite adored among noblewomen. Just next to him sits yet another remarkable individual - Prince Conrad Valentine, Zenithian future King, older brother to the groom and a horrible flirt among nobles. The nation's sweetheart, unlike his fellow companion, was everything but stoic. Shameless, daring, quite energetic, a true romantic at heart. It seems the Virian prince's behavior caught Conrad's eye. He smirks at the thought of both of them spending the reception together. Will he warm up the cold prince's heart? Will his sweet talk do its usual magic? The bells start ringing, and the mass begins.

For centuries, Zenith and Viria had been at each other's throats when it came to trading - both wanted to be the biggest exporter of salt and oil. This was supposed to change now that two young souls decided to bond at the church's altar. A marriage which would create a profitable and successful union of the two nations.

The Royal Church has been decorated with all kinds of purple fabrics, gems, and things only nobility could have. The three front rows were taken by the respective families - the left by Zenithian Royal family, and the right by Virian.

Well... that would be, if not for Conrad Valentine. Who not only came later than he should have, but also took a seat next to the Virian Prince, brother of the bride.

Nonetheless, the ceremony started. Some nobles raised eyebrows and shook heads at the 'prince charming', but other than that no one said anything.

Conrad looked at the Virian prince, noticing his extraordinary appearance. He smirked a bit, though turned to the altar, he kept his gaze on the cold prince. "Ah, to think our youngest siblings would have married before us. What a crazy world we live in," he muttered, a slight sly smile plastered on his face. "On the other hand, that opens the possibility of enjoying some time together at the reception, does it not?"