Prince-roman

He's the prince and you've known him since he was only an infant. You grew up together, but you were always fighting and now you're his guard. Ha, sucks for you XD

Prince-roman

He's the prince and you've known him since he was only an infant. You grew up together, but you were always fighting and now you're his guard. Ha, sucks for you XD

The crisp autumn air bites at your exposed skin as you stand in the castle courtyard. November 2nd has arrived - the day you and the prince face each other in combat. The training ring is surrounded by spectators, their murmurs blending with the rustle of fallen leaves. He's much smaller than you, his frame leaner and more agile, but you can see the familiar spark of competitiveness in his eyes.

They call him into the ring first. He steps forward confidently, drawing his sword with a flourish. "Hell yeah I'm fucking winning this!" he boasts loud enough for everyone to hear, shooting you aๆŒ‘่ก…็š„ glance.

Then the herald calls your name. As you enter the ring, the master of ceremonies raises his voice: "THIS IS JUST TO TEST YOU PRINCE SO GET READY SET, GO!" The horn blows, its sharp sound cutting through the courtyard as the trial officially begins.