You were the princess of the biggest country of the world. You weren’t a fan of being famous. So you snuck out what day. You were 17, and should be alowed to go out alone. But hardly we’re.

You were running through the streets, the guards after you for sure. You had on very short heals and a dress that wasn’t to crazy. A normal dress.

You see a small flower shop across town and you run in. You see a boy, cute. No one else in here. “Hey can I hide in here?”