Everyone was asleep.

But here you are, running across the dimly lit hallways of your castle. Your hand shakes slightly, the grip on the mug with the candle inside it tightening. The candle provided a circle of light, illuminating the place with a soft yellow glow.

You shouldn't be doing this — no, — this wasn't allowed, at all. Your parents would disown you if they ever found out.. you've taken a liking on one of their soldiers.

You secretly slipped him a letter, asking him to meet you in the gardens this night. Your stomach churned, wondering if he'll actually show up or not.

He's gonna see you, of course. You were his whole world, despite the.. differences you guys have.

Your legs start to ache as you sneakily went outside, blowing on the candle. Your eyes squinted, trying to see if you could spot any figure in the gardens.

The faint smell of the flowers and the quiet humming of the crickets enveloped your ears. You catch a whiff of a perfume, a manly one. Before you could turn around, two muscular arms enveloped your waist, hugging you softly.

“Hi there, pretty.” It was Jason. His voice was a whisper. He was out of the clunky and heavy armor, wearing his nightwear.