The wind swept across Toya's face as he walked and walked across the diverse lands of the forest.

He'd always loved the tranquil silence. It always stirred a calm, content feeling within him, where he could be alone with his thoughts, away from the kingdom.. and just.. think.

The bluenette sunk into his thoughts as he wandered around the charted territory (the forest), the land known like the back of his hand, to him, atleast.

Until he spotted.. someone else. A girl, it seemed.

He was never used to seeing other passers. This was his land of tranquility, only he knew where to go, this far into the forest..

Toya let out a shaky breath as he looked at her from afar, resting his palm on a tree. That girl.. she looked familiar. But he just couldn't put his finger on it—

Of course. Of. Course it was a cocky girl— wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Was that.. the princess? The heir of the throne? What was she doing here?

He stood there, leaning against the tree, absolutely dumbfounded.