Chapter 20

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As we continued our walk, I noticed some camera crew coming our way to interview us, and I started to tense up. Princess Alesa noticed how I was feeling, and shooed them away. I heard a disappointed curse from one of the cameramen. I sighed. "Thanks for sending them away for me." "No problem, I can see you aren't very comfortable with attention." "Yeah, especially with other people." I said. "Tell me about your parents." I asked Princess Alesa. "Tell me about King Luke and Queen Ashleigh." "You know them already." Princess Alesa responded, genuinely confused. "No, I know the public image of them. I want to like, know them." I said. Princess Alesa thought for a moment. "My mom, is very sweet. She really cares about the poor. She thinks highly of giving people a good education too. My dad is like any other dad. He makes cruddy jokes, and sneezes loud enough to make the palace collapse." I barked an awkward laugh, then started blushing. Princess Alesa started laughing. "What even was that?" She laughed. "I wasn't expecting that!" I admitted, still laughing. "You sounded like a duck!" Princess Alesa giggled. "Quack quack." I said sarcastically. "Correction, you sounded like a duck with a severe case of bronchitis." "How in the name of Minecraftia am I supposed to make a duck bronchitis noise?" I shouted. "With had work, and determination." She replied. We laughed again, and continued our conversation. "So what's life like at your house?" Princess Alesa asked me. "Well, for one thing, we don't wear suits to breakfast." I said. "More of a dinner thing at the Dalhberg house?" Princess Alesa asked. "Yeah." I relied. She giggled. "This whole place is confusing." I sighed, looking up at the starts beginning to come out. "Whatever do you mean, my dear?" Alesa asked, with a spark of playfulness in her eyes. "For one thing, why did you ask me on a date? Well it was kinda indirect, but still. Why me?" Princess Alesa looked at me seriously. "Well, if you want to know about me," Princess Alesa started to speak, as she started leaning in closer to me. I panicked. Wait, was she trying to kiss me. I wasn't ready for this crap! Then; I made the worst decision possible. As she leaned in closer, I pretended to trip, accidentally bringing her down with me. "OW!" She screamed. I looked at her leg, and immediately felt guilty. She had scraped it. She glared at me. "Why did you pretend to trip, what's wrong with you?" She yelled, crossly. "I- I thought..." I trailed off, my face growing redder by the second. She looked at me seriously. Do you really think I would rush things like that? For God's sake Adam, I'm a lady! I don't do stuff like that." I got up, and helped her back up awkwardly. "I don't rush things Adam! You didn't need to assume crap like that!" Some guards had heard Princess Alesa scream, so they came rushing over. Before they came in earshot, she whispered to me "You're eating in your room tonight, don't come down until morning." When the guards came over, she made up a story how we tripped over something, and she just scraped her knee. I was stunned. I knew I'd get kicked out now. That did it. I went back to my room glumly, where my maids were waiting. I could tell they were confused on why my dinner was deliver up here, but they didn't say anything. I ate on my balcony, looking at the night sky. I felt a piece of paper stuck on the bottom of my tray. I took it off, and read it.

Adam,
The pizza dinner is two days from now. Send in requests for flavors. Don't worry, I'm not too upset. Just a little. I'm glad we are on clearer terms now.
-Princess Alesa

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