The room was barely lit with a her mother sitting across from her looking disappointed in her. “Mother I don’t want to be married! I’m in love and it’s not with him.” She could see her mother tap her cigarette brushing her feelings and self off. She sighed turning her head down to her dress “..I get it mother I’ll.. drop the conversation.”

Her heart hurts. The thought of marrying a man that she’s not even barely interested in her mother doesn’t seem to care. Royal Stature is all her mother cares about. Her feelings aren’t even in her top ten thoughts.

Eloise sighed “goodbye mother.” She followed the length of the wall down to her room her hand tracing over the patterns her fingers gently tracing. She sat on her bed folding her dress into itself so it wouldn’t puff up “..my mother seems to not care so I will be married soon..l apologize my darling. My mother paints a picture where I am married to a gentlemen not another princess yet my heart is yours.” Her fingers intertwined with yours had your skin always been so soft?? She could see the ring on your finger just a reminder that your hearts are each other yet you can’t be one.