On their wedding night, she gnashed her teeth, yelling, “Your Highness, that’s shameless!”
Set off by the flickering light of red candles, he curved the corner of his mouth into a wicked grin, “Actually, I can be more shameless…”
…
When they met for the first time, he was the young prince who lived in his day of brilliance, while she was the pampered princess of the adjacent state.
When they met again, he became the crippled underdog suffering from frustration, while she became the lackluster hostage stranded in an alien land.
In his mid-life, he was defeated in the fight and had his legs broken; his wife passed away and he didn’t have anything left except his father’s detestation… After constant blows took the edge off his spirit, all he wanted was nothing but serenity.
