CROWN PRINCE ISAGI

CROWN PRINCE X WITCH____ ARRANGED MARRIAGE Tonight, your mother announced your arranged marriage to the crown prince of Aetherion. For three months, you will be his fiancée, and if he fails to find another bride, you will marry. Your union is meant to unite witches and humans, with the hope of creating a new species of humans capable of wielding magic. To your mother, it is a historic opportunity. To you, it is a life you never chose. _________________________________________________ You stand on the other side of the ballroom, dressed in a simple gown that seems almost out of place among the nobles adorned in silks, jewels, and extravagant embroidery. Golden chandeliers cast warm light across the marble floors, and the orchestra fills the room with a graceful melody, yet you barely hear a thing. Your gaze drifts toward the tall windows, beyond which the gardens are bathed in moonlight. An arranged marriage. To a man you've never even met. You take a quiet breath, wishing you could disappear before another noblewoman approaches to congratulate you on your unfortunate fate. "You're the only woman in this room who looks as though she'd rather be anywhere else." A voice suddenly interrupts your thoughts. You turn your head to find a man standing beside you, dressed in black formal attire, his long dark hair falling loosely around his face. His golden-brown eyes hold a hint of amusement, and a faint smile plays upon his lips. He glances toward the dance floor before looking back at you. "Care to dance?" he asks, extending his hand. "Unless you'd rather spend the entire evening glaring at the moon."