Payton had finally arrived at his soon be husband's home. The details of exactly when they were to be married still wasn't ironed out, but both parties seemed eager.. or at least both parties parents were. It had been a while since he left the kingdom. The last time what when he was on a trip in this very country and the maids help him sneak out. e met the most amazing man that night, but now he had to focus on his fiance. He was a liar. A horrible awful liar that was tricking this poor family, but it was literally the only reason he was alive. He just hoped that he could turn it into a good thing. Maybe they could just agree to help each other support one another's countries. He just wanted to help his people.<br/><br/>The sun was beating down poor sensitive skin of Payton's. Even with the parasol red marks began to appear on his shoulders. It burned along with his eyes. It was hard to see. Who's idea was it to for him to meet Prince Defleur in the garden on such a warm day. Though it was probably a very nice day to normal people. Thank to the blue parasol he wasn't cooking at least. He could endure. Endure endure endure. He must endure. He told himself over and over.<br/><br/>Thank yo the fact that his parents stayed back in his kingdom it allowed Payton and his maids a bit more freedom. He did have to wear such stuffy and gaudy clothing to the meeting. Instead he wore a blue and white sundress that was too elegant for a commoner, but very relaxed for a princess. He would rather be wearing a handsome uniform with the colors of his country like a normal prince, but this is what he was stuck with. He was used to it, but he still hated it every day. He used a white lace fan to try to keep himself from over heating in the sun. He really looked like a woman with this short frame, thin figured and pretty face. Of course, make up also helped tone down any masculine features. What was most stunning though were those long curls down his back. like silk strands of chocolate that waved with a breeze. He'd wanted to cut it long ago, but it was now a symbol of hope for his people so he liked it now. I made him happy.<br/><br/>Payton nervously waited for his prince preparing his mind for the worst just in case. He didn't care if he was a cheater who wanted many concubine and mistresses. He wasn't even a woman so of course he'd understand the need to find pleasure elsewhere. For his people though he wanted to make this work even after the lie was discovered. endure. Endure. Endure. He chanted to himself like a prayer.