City Lights | one
genre: angst, fluff
word count: 3k
The part she hated the most about being a Princess was that one. When she needed to dress up and smile for a bunch of people who didn’t give a shit about her. They weren’t her people, the people to whom she had promised her life to. They were just people who could, but wouldn’t, help her country.
It had been like that for years. Once a year the King would throw a month of parties to other Kings and Princes and Princesses from all over the world. But that month, in that year, it was special. It was special because the King would choose a husband to his daughter.