It was forbidden she was the crown princess the only child of prince regent George and the only one to make it to adulthood and be a full royal. Crown princess Kenzie longed to be loved like she read in books the kind of love that she knew would be forbidden pretty much as she will most likely be forced to marry another royal from another family to one day rule England. Benedict was not sure if he'd ever marry as he never found someone to his taste. The Royal Academy of Art was doing some portrait work for the royal family each student picked a name out of a hat and Benedict picked her. He figured she'd be stuck up and not be interested in him at all. Boy was he wrong she was fascinated with him the way his hands moved the way he looked at her she marveled in it she had never met a man so... sturdy and handsome. They were doing many a portraits but it was one of the last times they'd see each other and she was not ready to see him go. He had finished his last painting of her she looked like a goddess in the painting he worked wonders she sat marveling at it. It captured her perfectly it almost brought tears to her eyes it was her in a painting no other artist captured her like he did. Benedict cleaned up as she admired his work. Benedict: I hope it is to your liking your highness