marriage
"Well, if it isn't the prince himself,"Lucian said, his voice smooth and steady, the corners of his lips curling into a sly smile"I must say, your methods of hospitality are… unique."
He leaned back in his seat exuding a casual confidence that only someone who knew the script of this world could muster His eyes flicked briefly to Arthur yes, the notorious Prince Arthur, brother of Celestia and the primary antagonist of this novel's twisted tale. The man who, according to the plot, would eventually meet his fate at the hands of Victor.
But Lucian wasn't just another player in this story. He was someone who had read every word, every twist, and every scheme. This greedy, cunning prince sitting before him was due for a rough journey through the tangled web of fate.
Arthur seated across from him with an aura of refined elegance, raised a single brow at Lucian's remark. A faint, amused smile danced on his lips.