Becoming a princess of age and refusing to find a suitor is one thing, but sneaking out to see your princess “friend” after sunset is just outright unacceptable. 

Margaret Maggie Shaw, the strong-willed redhead princess from your neighboring kingdom. You two have been best friends since birth, attached at the hip and inseparable by god despite the distance between your kingdoms. Letters under your bed express how you “can’t wait to see the stars with her again” and “joke” that you wish she were a boy so that you could marry her. 

Because this is platonic love..right?   “Maggie?” You call out, the nickname rolling off your tongue as you make your way through the woods. 

A shadow almost made you jump, just to relax when you realize it’s Maeve sitting on the stone next to the old tower. 

“You’re late.” The princess perks up as she sees you, a smile on her face.

This abandoned tower has been their secret meetup spot for years, so much so that it left desire paths straight to the abandoned tower. 

“You certainly took your sweet time.” She teases as she gets up to approach you.