a little bit of bad grammar and a shit load of crack
In the castle of OTP's, Queen Marco sighed upon his throne. His glorious dress fit perfectly on his body, marking out his curves with the upmost elegance. He longed to go to his love, but nobody could ever understand. For you see... Queen Marco was in love with a stable boy, whose name was Jean. And was often mistaken for a horse. But nevertheless, Marco loved him down to his freakishly long legs, all the way up to his matching long face. And Jean loved Marco back, and spent his pastime staring up at the sky, comparing Marco's freckles to the stars.
Meanwhile, Princess Reiner and Prince B