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

River places a glass of water next to me before taking a seat on the bar stool by the counter.

After my mini panic attack we came back to his hotel suite and he gently nudged me to a small bar area where he assessed if I was alright before pouring me a glass of water and settling down while I climbed the counter.

"I don't think it's anything serious," he continues to reassure me while I gulp down my water.

"And if anyone were to be on you the security team would have identified the threat." He mutters quietly in contemplation but I still hear him.

There's a guy with my info in custody but yeah let's go with that theory.

I keep staring at the golden wall ahead of me until air escapes me, then I remember to breathe.

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