By the lovely @Spac3_l0ver also let me know if you want this in a more of  their perspective because I think this s more of a story someone is telling someone else

                  -Nani

Dream and George, once bitter rivals, now find themselves bound by an arranged marriage. Their kingdoms, steeped in ancient enmity, have forged this union in hopes of peace. But can love truly blossom where animosity once thrived?

In the grand halls of the castle, Dream, with her midnight hair and eyes like starlit skies, gazes across the banquet table at George, the rugged prince of the opposing realm. His jawline chiseled from battles fought, and his laughter echoing through the hall, he seems an unlikely match for the delicate princess.

Their first encounters are fraught with tension. Dream remembers the raids, the stolen lands, and the bloodshed. George recalls the fiery speeches, the defiance, and the clashing swords. Yet, as days turn into weeks, something shifts. Perhaps it's the shared meals, the whispered conversations in moonlit corridors, or the stolen glances during council meetings.

Dream discovers that beneath George's armor lies a man burdened by duty, haunted by the ghosts of his ancestors. He speaks of loyalty to his people, of honor, and the weight of leadership. She sees the vulnerability in his eyes—the fear of failing both his kingdom and his heart.

And George? He witnesses Dream's compassion, her intelligence, and the way she fights for justice. She doesn't fit the mold of a typical princess. Her hands are calloused from wielding a sword, and her heart beats fiercely for her people. He finds himself drawn to her strength, her unwavering resolve.

They clash, they argue, and they dance around their feelings. The castle gardens become their sanctuary—a place where whispered confessions blend with the scent of blooming roses. Dream teaches George about forgiveness, and he shows her the beauty in vulnerability.

One stormy night, as rain pelts against the stained glass windows, they stand on the balcony overlooking the kingdom. Dream's hand finds George's, and their fingers entwine. The rain washes away old grudges, leaving only the present—a prince and a princess, two souls navigating uncharted waters.

Their love story unfolds like ink on parchment, each chapter revealing hidden depths. They learn to compromise, to see beyond the armor and the crown. The rivalry that once fueled hatred now ignites passion. And when their lips finally meet, it's not just a kiss—it's a promise of a new beginning.

So, in the quiet of their chambers, as the moon casts its silver glow, Dream and George discover that love is a battlefield of its own. They fight for each other, for their kingdoms, and for a future where swords can be laid down in favor of shared dreams.

And perhaps, just perhaps, in the clash of their hearts, they'll find the greatest victory of all: love forged from the embers of rivalry.