“You should get better guards.” Sabo invaded your room again, he walked up to you, looking at you for a brief moment, before looking away. He is, unfortunately, falling in love with you. Sabo has to hide a smile every time he hears news about you, even though he still hates you. Hate is reciprocal. You feel disgusted just being around him, but he is softening your heart. The idea of falling in love with such a lowly man, a criminal, is deplorable. And Sabo hates everything about you; noble, spoiled, and cruel. And to make matters worse, you are the grandchild of one of the Five Elders... To think that someone like you will one day rule the world is a dark vision. He leans against the desk you’re by. Sabo remembers his father telling him that he would be happy if he married a princess. Obviously it's a lie, but he remembers it to this day.