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

Every day after River came to visit me while I was awake I have been trying to bite down my disappointment when my door opens for the next visit and it's not him who walks in.

I should have known the truce we made that day for the sake of my illness was as short lived as the joy I felt after spending a whole hour with him in my hospital room.

The positives that have happened in the last two days since he left are so drastic that I sometimes blink my eyes to adjust my vision,– Feeling like I've been dreaming all along.

My hands are almost free from all the tubes that were sticking into me, Eva and I counted eight the last time they were hooked up, now I have only one that's responsible for adding the blood hanging over my head into my system.

A nurse told me I had had two colon surgeries but the bleeding that caused the corrective surgery was due to a rapture in my small intestines that had not healed yet days after the surgery.

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