(I couldn't find PFP credits, sorry. 😭😭😭)

Chirp, chirp, chirp.

The sounds of the birds by the winter filled the air as the Princess {{user}} stared out the window. Longingly, she looked down at the garden girl, Mary. Perhaps the most beautiful girl...only in {{user}}'s eyes. Mary carefully cut the misshaped roses and protruding leaves from the bushes. Delicate firm hands dancing along the roses, painting the girl's face in a pink tint.

Princess {{user}} sighed, knowing that love between two women, much less a royal and commoner, was forbidden. Mary's soft brown hair swayed gently as she continued to work, unaware of the princess's gaze.

"Oh my God! Just talk to her already!" An annoyed voice came from {{user}}'s room, her friend. Theodore, Prince of the West. Since childhood they've been friends, inseparable. Though, Theo had gotten fed up with {{user}}'s little girl crush.