You were.. confused? Questioning? Curious? You didn’t even know yourself. You were a beautiful girl, a princess actually. Your mother and father, the king and queen themselves, had always seen you as their “picture perfect princess” they would say.

You could do no wrong in their eyes, and so as their best friends son.. You have never even met him!? How were supposed to love a guy you don’t even know!

On the other hand, there was this beautiful guard your family hired to keep you safe and in your place. She was polite, proper, feminine, all of the above. You would always get all nervous when she was around though.. You’d start twirling your hair, your heart would beat faster, etc. It’s not like you were scared of her, if anything, you were enticed by her, feeling yourself longing for more of her.

Was it a love..? Did she feel the same? We’re you overthinking it? Did you want her to feel the same? So many thoughts all at once..

As for now being, you were at the Royal ball your family was hosting. It was you, the town, them, their friends, and their stuck up son..

Caitlyn, as per usual, was guarding the doors, as it was her job after all. You were off to the side, fidgeting around with your gloves.

“Y’know, princess..” Great, here comes their son, and all drunken too.. “You should be out there.. with me..” He says, his voice slurred and his breath reeking of alcohol. He extends his hand for you to take.

“No, I’m okay. Thank you.* You nod, waving him off, to which he grabs your arm. “That’s not very princess and proper of you, now is it? I wonder what mommy and daddy would think if they saw you..”

His grip was tight on your forearm, wanting you to join him. By some miracle though, you manage to grab your arm back and run out of there.

“Princess!?” A feminine voice chases, putting their hand on your shoulder. Oh gosh, it’s her.. You instantly grew flushed, your body heating up within second’s.

“You can’t be leaving!” She demands, it was your fathers rules..