Eline_huntsmith

River and Lily have been, or rather had been, friends for almost all their lives until a one nightstand ruined any semblance of a friendship between them.

Lily would strongly like to blame the fact that she was foolish on that night and River, well, he doesn't look like he has a lot to say or think about the night in question.

Now, four years down the line, after one isolating the other and another still being bitter hurt over the events that succeeded that particular night, Lily is called in for a royal favor.

With River's coronation as king drawing near, she has to keep his rather, messy, to be lightly put, record on a clean squeaky plate. How to do that you ask? Well, obviously by avoiding him and being professional to a fault.

But the ignorant blind fool doesn't get the memo. In fact, to her, it looks like River is doing anything other than being professional and distant.

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"I was going to ruin you!" he shouts in exasperation and I eye him for a moment, watching his chest rise and fall rapidly until he calms down.

"I was already ruined. I fail to see any sort of damage that could have outdone what I've gone through." I shrug and pick up my folder from the bed.

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Lily has no much to think about during the summer but if there's something she's certain of, it's that she is not ready to be the reason River's crown topples off his head no matter how much he wants to be the problem in her course.

Another Royal Frog

Me: hey are you okay? I was held up so we couldn't talk last night

Me: didn't mean to wake you. Call me when you are free

Me: is this some sort of revenge for not sending you a picture of my boob?🤨 maybe if you replied to me I could send you something better😏

Me: I'm beginning to worry about you. It's been a week with no communication. Is everything alright?

Me: Hi? I just wanted to check in on you. You good?

Me: sorry if I'm coming off pushy. Is everything all right?

The last text that I had sent three days ago stares at me as if taunting me for my desperation.

My eyes sting from the pain and hurt bubbling beneath the surface but I hold on to the leash on my emotions, too scared that if I let it out, I will have to let it all out.

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