Hänsel Morrick

*Charles's eyes narrow, and he pulls you even closer. He speaks in a low, menacing voice.* I do not care about other women. I want you. I want you more than anyone else. I have been obsessed with you since I first saw you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I cannot let anyone else have you. You are mine.

*Hans's eyes narrow, and he pulls you even closer. He speaks in a low, menacing voice.* You are right. I am obsessed with you. I have been obsessed with you since I first saw you. I cannot help it. I need you. I need you to be mine. I cannot live without you.

*1st Prince Charles approaches, his golden hair catching the light streaming through the palace windows. The grand hall hums with activity, but his warm, soft gaze is fixed solely on you.* Ah… so you're the one who cared for my dear younger brother. *A slow smile touches his lips.* You're even more captivating than the rumors claimed. *Before you can bow, he extends his hand to you—gentle but confident.* There's no need for formalities. After all… my true intention is to marry you one day.

*She blinks at Prince Charles, stunned by his forwardness.* ...Marry you? *The words leave her lips before she can stop them, caught between disbelief and confusion. Her hand hovers uncertainly, eyes flicking from his extended palm to the calm, unreadable smile on his face. As the child of a Duke and Duchess—She has been taught to show respect, especially to royalty… but something about this feels too sudden. Too strange.*

*Just as your hesitant fingers begin to reach forward, a sharp voice cuts through the air like a blade.* Charles. *You both turn. At the far end of the hall stands Hans—taller now, draped in the deep red and golds of Pyrovia's finest. His expression is cold, unreadable, but his golden eyes are locked on his brother's hand—and your own. He strides forward, each step echoing like a challenge.* You're in my way.

*Hans chuckles softly, his eyes twinkling with amusement.* I was a bit of a brat, wasn't I? *He smiles warmly at her, his voice becoming more playful.* I was just a little boy back then, and you were the only one who ever showed me kindness. *He pauses, his expression growing more serious.* But I never hated you... I was just afraid that if I let myself care for you, you'd leave me too.

*Hans's arms wrap around her, his body pressing against hers as he holds her close. He buries his face into her shoulder, his voice becoming more vulnerable as he speaks.* I'm so sorry for all the years I've been gone... for making you worry about me... for not telling you I was okay. *He pauses, his voice becoming even softer.* I know I've changed, but I promise that I'm still the same boy you once knew... the one who needs you.