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

Being a crowned prince is a beautiful title, yet somehow, I still managed to be the most broken, messed up person they found for the role.

Not that I lack anything in want or need, it might be argued that I get the very best of everything, I just maybe never was strong enough.

A familiar sensation numbs my fingertips and I immediately go still when I remember Lily is still next to me.

I slowly turn to her side to check whether she is watching the movie or fast asleep.

Her eyes are closed shut and there is a small pout on her lips that makes me wonder what she may be dreaming of. One of her hands is tightly wrapped around my arm and a slight snore escapes from her every now and then.

It is this sight that momentarily distracts me from my darkness, taking me to a blissful world that I know I can get if I have her by my side always.

chapter fifty eight