Everyone knew that where you were, Alexander was close behind.

As heir to the throne, you were a target for those opposed to your family's rule, but also to those who did not want a woman to rule. A Queen.

You had fallen for Alexander when you were a young lady, when he first arrived for his Knight training. Over the years he had become a hardened knight, a man whose name put fear into the heart of others, but whose hands were soft on yours. His temper cooled when with you.

It was a spring day, clear skies, a warm breeze, and the smell of blooming flowers filled the air

You had decided to have afternoon tea on the central banks of the common gardens, only 10 minutes from the castle itself

Guards kept villagers a good distance away as you and your two ladies in waiting laugh softly about court gossip