ed. He paced the room, his mind racing with thoughts of rebellion and escape. The weight of his responsibilities threatened to suffocate him. He felt like a pawn

e life beyond the stifling protocol and expectations. He yearned to make his own choices, to forge his own path. A soft knock on the door broke the sil

ether. Your father and I... our marriage was arranged, but we've learned to love and respect each other over time. Maybe you will too.' Prince Ryder wasn't convinced. He wanted more from life, more from his relationships. He wanted passion, love, and freedom. But how could he express these desires without disappointing his family? Prince Ryder looked at his mother, searching for understanding. 'But what about love, Mother? Don't you think that's important in a marriage?' The queen's expression turned wistful, and she nodded slowly. 'Love can grow, Ryder. It's not always immediate. Your father and I... we learn

trengthen our alliance and secure our future.' Prince Ryder nodded slowly, feeling the weight of his responsibilities. He knew his parents had always put the kingdom first, but he couldn't shake the feeling that there must be more to life than just duty and obligation. 'Mother, what about you?'

s echoed in his mind. 'Sometimes, we have to put the needs of the kingdom above our own desires.' Prince Ryder wondered if that meant sacrificing his own happiness. The queen's gentle touch on his arm brought him back to reality. 'Ryder, I know this is difficult, but we need to discuss