THE PRINCESS RETURNS

"Hold on tight!"

Leila squeezed Akihiro's hand, and he sighed.

"This is going to hurt, isn't it?"

The monk just smiled.

And before they could blink, the world around them spun, filled with light and wind. Leila screamed, Akihiro cursed, and then—

BOOM!

They crashed to the ground.

But not gracefully.

Leila landed on her backside, while Akihiro tumbled and ended up face-first in the grass.

"The monk could've given us a smoother landing," she grumbled, fixing her skirt.

Akihiro lifted his head.

"He could have, but he probably enjoyed watching us like this."

They looked around.

They were in a forest, but in the distance, they could see the palace.

"Great, the palace isn't far," Leila said with relief.

Akihiro frowned.

"Yeah, but we were supposed to arrive there, not here. Looks like the monk dropped us further away on purpose."

Leila tried to stand up, but then—pain shot through her feet.

"Oh no."

"What?"

"My feet…"

Akihiro turned to her and saw the pained expression on her face.

He looked down.

And then—

"You're… wearing heels?!"

Leila lifted her chin proudly.

"Of course, I am. I couldn't return to Naru looking like a peasant!"

Akihiro's jaw dropped.

"You could've put them on when we got there! Now we have to walk!"

Leila pouted.

"My feet hurt…"

Akihiro crossed his arms.

"I'm not carrying you."

"But…"

"No."

Leila made big, innocent eyes.

Akihiro sighed.

"I hate you."

Then, he crouched down so she could climb on his back.

Leila beamed.

"You know, I could get used to this!"

"Don't. This is a one-time emergency."

He carried her for a while, but then he stopped.

"That's it. You're walking now."

He set her down, and she immediately started limping.

"Ow, ow, ow…"

Akihiro shook his head.

"You know what? Come here."

He lifted her into his arms.

Leila gasped.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Carrying you like this. It'll be faster."

Leila put a hand on her forehead.

"Oh no! My makeup! It's going to smudge!"

Akihiro rolled his eyes.

"Is that really important?"

"Of course! How can I show up to Naru looking like a smudged panda?!"

"Shouldn't he just be happy you're here?"

"Well, yes, but if I'm coming back, I want to look my best!"

Akihiro sighed and put her down.

"You're walking."

Leila grumbled but kept going.

Slowly, they made it behind the palace.

They stopped.

Looked around.

No one had seen them.

Leila exhaled.

"Okay… now we just have to find a way inside without being noticed."

Akihiro placed his hands on his hips.

"And what's your plan, princess?"

Leila grinned.

"I have an idea."

And how did her ideas usually end?

Of course—with chaos.

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"Hold on tight!"

Leyla squeezed Akihiro's hand, and he sighed.

"This is going to hurt, isn't it?"

The monk just smiled.

And before they could blink, the world around them spun, filled with light and wind. Leyla screamed, Akihiro cursed, and then—

BOOM!

They crashed to the ground.

But not gracefully.

Leyla landed on her backside, while Akihiro tumbled and ended up face-first in the grass.

"The monk could've given us a smoother landing," she grumbled, fixing her skirt.

Akihiro lifted his head.

"He could have, but he probably enjoyed watching us like this."

They looked around.

They were in a forest, but in the distance, they could see the palace.

"Great, the palace isn't far," Leyla said with relief.

Akihiro frowned.

"Yeah, but we were supposed to arrive there, not here. Looks like the monk dropped us further away on purpose."

Leyla tried to stand up, but then—pain shot through her feet.

"Oh no."

"What?"

"My feet…"

Akihiro turned to her and saw the pained expression on her face.

He looked down.

And then—

"You're… wearing heels?!"

Leyla lifted her chin proudly.

"Of course, I am. I couldn't return to Naru looking like a peasant!"

Akihiro's jaw dropped.

"You could've put them on when we got there! Now we have to walk!"

Leyla pouted.

"My feet hurt…"

Akihiro crossed his arms.

"I'm not carrying you."

"But…"

"No."

Leyla made big, innocent eyes.

Akihiro sighed.

"I hate you."

Then, he crouched down so she could climb on his back.

Leyla beamed.

"You know, I could get used to this!"

"Don't. This is a one-time emergency."

He carried her for a while, but then he stopped.

"That's it. You're walking now."

He set her down, and she immediately started limping.

"Ow, ow, ow…"

Akihiro shook his head.

"You know what? Come here."

He lifted her into his arms.

Leyla gasped.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Carrying you like this. It'll be faster."

Leyla put a hand on her forehead.

"Oh no! My makeup! It's going to smudge!"

Akihiro rolled his eyes.

"Is that really important?"

"Of course! How can I show up to Naru looking like a smudged panda?!"

"Shouldn't he just be happy you're here?"

"Well, yes, but if I'm coming back, I want to look my best!"

Akihiro sighed and put her down.

"You're walking."

Leyla grumbled but kept going.

Slowly, they made it behind the palace.

They stopped.

Looked around.

No one had seen them.

Leyla exhaled.

"Okay… now we just have to find a way inside without being noticed."

Akihiro placed his hands on his hips.

"And what's your plan, princess?"

Leyla grinned.

"I have an idea."

And how did her ideas usually end?

Of course—with chaos.

Leyla pressed herself against the wall, listening intently to every sound in the palace. Akihiro was leading her stealthily through the corridors, and now they were standing in front of the door to her and Naru's room.

"Alright, princess," Akihiro said quietly, crossing his arms. "This is where we part ways."

Leyla nodded eagerly.

"Thank you, Akihiro. Seriously, I don't know what I would have done without you."

He shrugged.

"Well, you'd probably still be in your apartment, crying and eating ice cream."

Leyla slapped his arm.

"I wasn't crying!"

Akihiro laughed.

"Sure, whatever you say."

He gave her a tight, friendly hug and mumbled:

"Just don't embarrass me in there."

Leyla beamed with joy.

"Oh, don't worry. It'll be spectacular."

Akihiro shook his head.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about."

And then he left.

Leyla sighed, then turned the doorknob and quickly entered the room, closing the door behind her.

The room smelled the same as before.

Like Naru.

Nervously, she stood in front of the mirror and started fixing herself.

"Alright, Leyla, this is your moment."

She checked her skirt—perfect.

She swiftly ran a brush through her hair—flawless.

Touched up her lipstick—sensual.

"Okay. I just need to hide and wait for him."

Quickly, she found a hiding spot behind a large curtain and stood in the shadow, holding her breath.

And then—

The door opened.

Naru entered, but he wasn't the dazzling prince she was used to.

He was exhausted.

With difficulty, he began to take off his clothes, then, left only in his underwear, he collapsed onto the bed.

Leyla widened her eyes.

"Okay... This wasn't part of my plan..."

She watched him as he lay on his stomach, muttering something under his breath.

It was clear he needed rest.

But just at that moment, she decided it was the perfect time for a spectacle.

She jumped out of her hiding spot, arms crossed over her chest.

"I have to admit, I didn't expect my grand return to feature your underwear as the main act."

At first, Naru just twitched his ear, and then—

"AAAAAAAA!"

His scream shattered the silence of the room.

He jumped off the bed like a cat that had seen a cucumber.

"WHAT... HOW...?!"

His eyes were as wide as saucers as he stared at her.

Leyla leaned against the wall and smiled.

"Surprise?"

But Naru didn't answer.

Instead, he lunged at her as if his life depended on it.

He pulled her into a hug so tight that she thought he might break her ribs.

"You're here... You're real..."

Leyla swallowed a lump in her throat.

"Yes, darling, but if you squeeze me any harder, I'll become a ghost."

But he didn't loosen his grip.

Then, to her surprise, she felt something wet on her shoulder.

Naru… was crying.

She widened her eyes.

"Oh… THIS I did not expect."

But before she could tease him, she lost her balance.

With Naru still around her, she fell backward onto the bed, pulling him down with her.

They were tangled up together, him still in his underwear, her face flushed with excitement.

"You know," she said finally, her heart racing, "if you keep this up, someone might think you really love me."

Naru lifted his head and looked directly into her eyes.

And then, he said the words that completely took her breath away.

"I've loved you from the first moment."

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Naru was still lying on top of her, holding her tightly as if he feared she would disappear if he let go.

"Leyla… God… You're really here…"

His voice was hoarse, and his hands were firmly wrapped around her body.

"Yes, I am," she muttered, though she almost told him that she could stay alive if he didn't crush her.

Finally, she managed to pull away from him, at least a little.

But just as she caught her breath, Naru started rambling.

"How? When? Are you hurt? Where's Akihiro? How did you find him? How did he find you? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Are you tired? Does the light bother you? Are you hot? Are you cold? Are you—"

"Naru!"

He blinked and fell silent.

"Breathe."

He obeyed, taking a deep breath.

"Exhale."

He slowly let it out.

"And now, be quiet for two seconds."

Naru opened his mouth to say something, but he listened to her.

Leyla smiled and cupped his face in her hands.

"I searched for you like crazy. I suffered. I cried. Tried to figure out what happened. I didn't know how to come back. I had no one to ask. And then Akihiro showed up, and… here I am."

Naru shook his head, still in shock.

"I can't believe my cousin helped me. The one I've been fighting with my whole life. I owe him more than I think."

Leyla laughed.

"Yeah, he told me not to embarrass our return. And, I must admit, I think I totally disappointed him."

Naru finally relaxed a little, but then he looked her up and down, and his smile returned.

"As for you… I have to ask. Did you dress up like this just for me?"

Leyla rolled her eyes.

"No, Naru, I wore my nicest dress for Akihiro to see."

Naru pretended to think about it.

"Hm. Maybe you wanted to impress the monk?"

Leyla theatrically frowned.

"Or maybe, just maybe…"

Naru raised an eyebrow.

"… I wore this skirt so you could take it off easier."

A second of silence.

Naru blinked.

Trying to process.

And then—

"What?!"

Leyla grinned maliciously.

"You heard me."

Naru's brain clearly stopped functioning.

"You… you…"

"I, I?"

He shook his head.

"You can't just say that."

"Oh, but I can."

"Leyla, you know I… I…"

She moved closer, whispering to him:

"I'm not going to wait anymore. If I want to kiss you, I'll kiss you. If I want to hug you, I'll hug you. If I want to…"

She leaned into his face, and he was completely frozen.

"If I want to have sex with you, Naru…"

He wasn't breathing.

"… I won't waste a second."

Naru's mouth dropped open.

"Leyla…"

But she interrupted him with a kiss.

Wild, passionate, with no brakes.

And he finally gave in.

There was nothing between them anymore.

No lies. No doubts.

Just the two of them, lost in the moment.

Because who knows?

Maybe fate will tear them apart again.

But this time, they wouldn't regret a thing.