He was a prince. And he was a criminal. Something that wasn't really the best option. Facing an arranged marriage, Dream is hating his family, his home, and his kingdom, and Dream would be marrying someone else in the next month. Dream didn't want that, he wanted nothing more than to keep speaking with that boy, the one he knew was secretly a traitor, a thief, a false guard, a worker for the other side. He didn't care, when they were together they were all that mattered. George's work, Dream's Kingdom. All of it was insignificant to the both of them. All that mattered was their friendship and the fact that Dream was in love with a criminal.