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Veronica's Pov

I ran from Alexander, my fingers, placed on my lips, gently brushing against the surface, awaiting the tingling sensation I had just felt the moment I kissed him. How could I have done this? Oh, how it felt so very wrong. The thought, the feelings, the adrenaline that rushed through my veins, as my cheeks grew red; flustered. My head dazed by the thoughts that just occurred, as I take a seat in my awaited chariot. Oh, how I was so mesmerized by him. The way his cold grey eyes met mine, how our lips interlocked, ever so softly, how his hands cupped my face gently, the feeling of warmth that spread around my body. Oh how heavenly it so felt. But, I just don't know...perhaps it may be the alcohol taking over, or perhaps I may be conflicted, but something just doesn't

Once I arrived back at the manor, I made my way up towards my resting chambers. Jessica was awaiting my arrival, as she allowed me to undress. I slumped against my bed, not wanting to move. "Miss, you must get up. I have drawn a lilac bath for you, please." I sighed and moped my way over to the restroom, making my way to the bath. I had gotten in, sinking deeper into the warmth of the water. Fog surrounded the whole room, as strands of my ginger hair stayed afloat above the water. I gently then rinsed my body, before getting out and dressing in my nightgown. Afterwards, I made it back to my resting chambers, tucking myself in bed. Oh, how I was truly exhausted from all of the events that had occurred.

Alexander...if only you knew how you made me feel. If only you knew the way it felt to feel so starstruck. How it felt to feel pangs in your heart whenever our eyes meet, or whenever you smile. How your cold exterior can be so soft, while our eyes meet. How your hand holds mine, while we dance in the garden. How you gently tuck strands of my hair behind my ear, while I look at you, admiring your grace. Do you understand Alexander, what you just do to me? How you make me feel, yet why does my heart hurt? Why does it hurt me in this way? Alexander!

Alexander's Pov

It was quite a shame that she had to leave so quickly. I cleared my throat, giving off my cold demeanour, as I made my way back to the palace. On my way back, I noticed miss Everbloom sitting upon the steps of the garden. She quickly stood up as she curtsied, staring at the ground. She had seemed to be in a panicked state of mind, but I ignored it. I continued walking back to the ballroom, where I saw my brother, Charles. I nodded my head, as he then asked where Ms.Smith was. "She was feeling uneasy and just left to return towards her manor. I suggest you stay here and continue your duties, prince." I gave him a stare, my hand was placed on my shoulder as he seemed to have wanted to tell her something. He sighed, before turning around and walking away. I then walked towards my father, giving him a nod, before standing with my head held high. It was my duty after all, as crown prince.

Charles pov

I was completely surrounded by women, once I finished the dance. I quickly scouted the room, only to see that Veronica had left. I tried to make my way through the crowd of women hoarding around me, but I was too late. By the time I finally escaped my cruel fate, Veronica had already left. My brother, cold and stern as always, placed his hand on my shoulder, giving me a stern look, to back off. It gave me a shudder. I clenched my hand into a fist as I walked away, clearly concerned as he probably had done something to her. What he didn't know was that I would stop at nothing to make her mine. Veronica would be mine.

Charlottes pov

Afraid I was going to be caught observing them, I sat on the stairway. I saw as Veronica went towards her chariot and left. Quickly following her footsteps was Alexander. I gave him a curtsy, while he then nodded his head before leaving back into the ballroom. I sighed, before sitting back on the steps of the staircase. With what I just observed how could I feel such feelings. I mean how could I want to hold her hands and bring her into a warm embrace. Veronica, why do you confuse me so. I just don't know what to do, what to feel, what to say. Veronica, despite just meeting you today, you took my breath away. I stood, gently dusting off my dress. I looked back, watching as the carriage became smaller and smaller in the distance. The night was cold. I brought my hands towards my mouth, letting out a huff to warm them up. The breath of warm air remained in the air, becoming smoke. I looked up at the sky, observing the stars. If you're up there, please, give me a sign. Please tell me why I feel this way. It's not right, it's a taboo. I shouldn't be wanting her. I can't be wanting her. She isn't mine to have so please...tell me why I want her to be mine? Veronica!

I want to hold your hands between mine. Our foreheads pressed against the others, as we stare into each other's eyes. How I'd gently kiss your forehead, as we ran away far far away. People can't know about this. If they knew, who knew what would happen. To harbour these feelings for her is something that cannot be found. For who knows what the consequences are. Why must it be such a taboo to feel this way for you? If only I was a man. If I was then, my dear sweet Veronica, I would be able to hold your hand.