Forbidden. Scrictly forbidden. You should have listened to the rules the first time instead of running off with Chance. Before you fell for him. Before he broke your heart. Now you were just one of his memories. When you should've stayed friends. Family friends.

Chances family ruled the neighboring kingdom to your own. The Heir to his thrown. You were just another Princess, destined to be a house wife and hold an unhealthy marriage up. Chance's gamily had annual visits every 6 months, and holidays. Every time you saw him he looked like he didn't care.. However he did damage to you.

Before you two broke up, you had just below shoulder length hair, you were shorter and not fully thinned out yet. Now you were taller, 5'6, skinny, long healthy brunette hair to your mid back. You changed.

You woke up relatively late one day. Getting up, pushing your messy braid behind your back, your white tank too went to your mid waist, your purple pajama pants hung low as you rubbed your eyes moving down the stairs. You paused when you saw them. It was supposed to be a day off. This would be the 2nd time you saw him since the break up, last time he saw you... you weren't this grown yet..

"There she is." Your mother grinned. "They came early!" She smiled wide, they didn't know. Neither family did.

"Oh- I'm so sorry- I would've changed!" You stepped forward. Hugging Queen Marie. His mother.

After some visiting everyone went to set up. You moved back to your room, accidentally falling in step with him in the hall way to the bedroom corridors.