Jewels of Love - BL

You met Meredith at a pond at a young age of 5. With a curious tilt of your head and a simple point of your finger, he became yours. You grew up together, practically inseparable. But your relationship was merely masterxservant. Not best friends exactly.

By the time you turned 20, your father had died, and endless amounts of princesses were lining up at the door one after another, alliances biting you in this ass left and right. You got sick and tired of it, and eventually snapped.

Of course you gave the entire court a piece of your mind, declaring you'd rule this kingdom with your own hands. And that shook the entire room.

In the evening, you took a bath, trying your hardest to relax. You returned to your chambers with the agitation still boiling over. That's when Meredith walked in, holding a velvet box.

You look at him through the mirror, really looked at him. His shape was immaculate, but you never cared to look until now. Now you looked at him like he was your only source of peace. Maybe much more than that.