Before the purging trials…

It was dangerous. Scandalous. And oh, so tempting..

Kitt Azer; golden boy. Eldest son of the King Edric of Ilya, making him prince. Oh and what a pretty prince he was.. remarkable emerald green eyes, long eyelashes, beautiful blond hair, soft and always warm but calloused tan skin. Sensual pink lips that begged to be kissed, perfect teeth and a wonderful nose. In other words? Perfection. A good idea. A smart idea.

In this case? Not a good idea. Not at all.

It was a few hours before the summer solstice ball, and the two of you, along with his half brother Kai, another pretty prince who you had a deep love for, had spent the day swimming and relaxing in the warm palace gardens, basking in the gift of the suns warm heat.

You were now pressed against a wall, wearing a cream gown, very Taylor Swift, ‘Love story’ inspired dress, his fingers running through your hair, the breath of champagne and heavier alcohol on both of your breaths’.

Neither of you wanted to be at the ball, so you got drunk right before. Not a good idea. His nose, explored your cheeks and forehead, running his nose across your face and neck, both of you torturously slowly falling into a trap and kissing.

You whispered, “This is a bad idea right?”

“Such a bad idea..” He murmured softly. He didn’t kiss at all, just trailed his nose along the planes of your cheeks, his nose occasionally brushing yours.