Chapter Five: When a King Meets a Princess in the Modern World
Sometimes, I imagine my life differently—like a mental game I play when the world feels too ordinary. What if my husband was a King in a Chinese dynasty, and I, a King’s daughter? Not the history books kind of royalty, with embroidered robes and rigid protocol—but the essence of it, the traits that come with bloodlines of power, responsibility, and pride.
He would carry the calm authority of a ruler. Even in a crowded café or a noisy train, he would radiate a quiet command, a sense that somehow, everything would fall into place because he exists to make it so. Decisions? Swift and considered. Conflict? Managed with a steady hand and measured words. That is him, even now—my modern-day King, navigating spreadsheets, Zoom calls, and bills like a battlefield.
And me? A princess with stubborn independence and a mind that never stops questioning. In the dynasty, I would have been sheltered, pampered, studied in arts, strategy, and diplomacy. In the modern world, I channel it differently: I’m fiercely introspective, quietly strategic, always learning, always observing. I analyze not kingdoms, but life, love, and the tiny battles of human interaction.
Together, we are a strange blend of tradition and chaos. He is order; I am curiosity. He plans; I ponder. He is the river’s current; I am the reeds that sway with it, testing how far I can bend without breaking. And somehow, it works.
I sometimes wonder how our “dynastic” traits would clash or harmonize in a world that has no throne, no royal protocol, no ceremonial fanfare. Would I challenge him openly, as a princess might in court? Would he find patience or irritation in my quiet rebellion? Or would we simply invent new rules—modern-day etiquette for a King and his princess, navigating taxes, online shopping, and family dinners instead of empires and alliances?
The thought is strangely comforting. That even if our world is ordinary, the essence of who we are—the regal pride, the strategy, the loyalty—still plays out, quietly shaping our days, our decisions, and the way we love.
Because maybe, in a way, every soft warrior is royalty of their own small kingdom. And perhaps the modern world is just another dynasty waiting to be ruled—not by crowns or decrees, but by intention, patience, and courage.
