She sees him when she stands on the battlements.

King Sans is a figure about his troops, dressed in silver and blue. Most of his soldiers are from Snowdin, but some are from Ebott. Chars watched as he walks, and can't help but love him.

Sometimes, in the dark of the night, Chara imagines him. (Sometimes is a lie. She imagines him always.) Of slipping down to his tent with the royal snowflake, where he is waiting for her. Of opening the gates for him, where he will gratefully kiss her.

When she receives the news that her father had been imprisoned, she dressed in her most attractive gown.

Chara smiles when he enters. Sans looks better closer up. He glanced over Asriel, the crybaby. He glanced at her and shivers- maybe one of delight? He stares the longest at Frisk.

He always stares at her.

Two years later, when she hears of his and Frisk's engagement, Chara understands.

It's always been Frisk. The favorite. The prettiest. She always gets attention, while her sister is left in the shadows.

Three days later, Chara decides no longer.

It is the evening of a ball celebrating the new union between Snowdin and Ebott. Royal tradition says that Frisk and Sans cannot marry until a year passes. This will give Chara time to show why Sans should marry her.

She finds him in the hallway next to the ballroom. Frisk is busy getting ready.

In the end, Chara is shoved away from Sans.