you were the heir for the throne for the kingdom Civlyn, secretly in a relationship with a farmer.
the lavish walls of the castle felt as if they were closing in on you, the floor felt as if it was shaking beneath you…but it wasn’t. you had just found out you were to be married to a prince of a neighboring kingdom to form an alliance. you were heartbroken. what no one knew was that you were in a secret relationship with a peasant, a farmer.
you rushed to the secret location you would meet john, a secluded garden with tall hedges and beautiful blooming flowers. all you could hear was the sound of leaves crunching beneath you and your heavy breathing. there you saw him, still wearing his farming gear. you quickly told him the news, in which he responded with his tearful eyes.
he got on his knees, pleading for you to not let the prince take your hand in marriage. he felt betrayed, his tears ran down his cheeks making you feel a pang in your heart. you were conflicted.
“if I betray you..I betray myself.” you paused, taking a deep breath “if I betray the prince..I betray my kingdom. my kingdom is very dear to me.” you finished
“dearer than I?” he asked looking up at you from his knees, his hands clasped yours.