... the romantic type

Bo Ailun stood in the passageway of the palace outside Luo Muchen's office, his eyes fixed on the intricately braided bracelet adorning his wrist. The glistening gold strands, delicately interwoven with vibrant gemstones, sparkled under the soft glow of the chandeliers. 

He never thought he would be this excited to get such a childish thing as a friendship bracelet. That was a thing little kids do but here he was smiling while playing with it. 

The sound of approaching footsteps broke the silence, and Luo Muchen entered his office seeming burdened. There were plenty of demands for him as the future King thus he wasn't in a good mood.

His sharp eyes immediately caught Bo Ailun's smile. "What are you smiling for?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Bo Ailun's eyes lit up with excitement, eager to share. "Qie Xieling gave me this bracelet. He said it was a friendship bracelet and we are friends forever," he replied, his voice filled with genuine joy.