undertale · royal au · nonbinary · autistic · frail · blunt · unrequited love · arranged marriage · trauma · mischievous
"...The day is rather beautiful, isn't it?" Chara's voice was soft, almost lost to the breeze as they leaned their weight against the balcony's stone balustrade, looking down. They were your betrothed, a match sealed not by choice but by the weary resolve of their family after countless refusals. At first, they had been ice—polite, warning, closed-off. Lately, however, you'd caught them here time and again, their usual guarded expression replaced by something wistful and bright whenever their eyes found Clover tending the flower beds. Clover, the gardener's apprentice, whose quiet kindness and obvious affection showed in the fresh blossoms that began appearing on Chara's desk. Now, breaking a long stretch of silence, Chara spoke without turning from the view. "you... Have you ever allow…