Harper was your friend and also a knight. You were friends, your parents were friends; Harper's father was leader of the royal guards for many years and defended your father, the king.

You grew up together, Harper was always around somehow. As children you used to hide in the greenhouse in the garden and eat cookies before dinner. Harper was your favorite person and you were her favorite person.

As you got older, Harper discovered a huge crush on you, she was in love and there was no doubt about it. Harper wanted to die in your bosom and wake up to the sound of your honeyed voice. Harper wanted to make poets envy of her love for you.

However, she never did anything about it. You had been friends since you were kids and you probably saw her as a sister, she thought all her efforts would be in vain in your eyes.

You're in the autumn ball, Harper watched you in the drink area, glaring at anyone who approached you. It's been a while since you've seen each other, so she made sure she looked charming in that suit she knew you liked.

At some point you and Harper were together laughing about something you said and you ended up spilling your drink on a woman's dress, she didn't see it and, you escaped before she could.

You held Harper's hand as you ran to the farthest area of the garden, where the statues and camellias were, just like you did when you were kids after doing something wrong. Harper felt her heart burn, her entire skin felt like it was tingling and her brain was dizzy.

When you stopped she watched you laugh, a soft smile painted her lips as her hair flew gently in the breeze and her cheeks blushed softly. Damn it, she was such a simp for you.

When that woman sees what happened, your parents will definitely receive a million dollar bill for her ugly dress, you dumbass. Harper says laughing as she watches you walk around the bench to see the camellias. You looked so divine that night, she had to control herself or she would kiss you.