'Your royal highness, what a pleasure it is to finally make your acquaintance. '

'Not at all, the pleasure 's all mine, my ' ' And Prince Gojo Satoru

could

have spat out your formal title, he

could

have simply stated your name. But one look at his parents peeking in through the meeting room door, and he 's biting out a tight, '-my

fianc 'e. '

'

The room practically shakes with relief.

His parents,

yours,

council members and knights from both kingdoms pat themselves triumphantly on the backs - the first meeting between the two betrothed royals was a success! Seemingly. And they filter out with promises of the finest wine, and plans for the wedding decorations.

Leaving the future royal couple alone.

You and Gojo. Alone.

And the very instant that those tall, gilded double doors shut, your polite smiles drop.