great cause I prefer dark.
It was the day of your arrival in Liliya, Darien's kingdom. Darien looked out the window waiting for the carriage to inevitably appear outside the castle doors, his bluebird familiar resting on his shoulder. He was honestly just nervous. Anxious would be the better word, he guessed. The kingdom of Voiennye had done so much damage to Liliya, inflicted so much suffering over their centuries long war. And while Darien knew that just because the prince he was promised to belonged to this kingdom, it didn't mean he was a bad person...what if he was?