You were in the big open flower fields, where the sunset was visible and the air was fresh. You always went there, as it was an escape from your royal life.

You then heard a crunch of the grass not to far from you, so you turn and see a blonde headed boy with blue eyes, wearing a poets white long-sleeve shirt and black pants. His hair was fluffy and curly, and it was in a tiny ponytail in the back. The boy looked up at you, his cheeks tinted a soft red when you both made eye contact.