"your life will be ruined."
"if i am with you, how could that be possible?"
this story is purely fiction, with all characters also being fictional.
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The princess kept her cries silent in the middle of the night. She knew the castle walls were considerably sound proof, but she couldn't raise more suspicions.
She thought about the times where she had snuck him up here, albeit a rare occasion.
He would be so nervous, his hands shaking from the adrenaline but also being so close to her. She struggled to believe that would soon all be gone.
Soon, as in today. Her eyes were puffy and her hair was a mess, but her father insisted that she should be downstairs and ready to say her goodbyes to them.
Recalling the day the king told her the Lee's would be leaving, she was reluctant to even show her face today.
She was visibly upset, but there was nothing a little rouge on her cheeks couldn't hide, was there? "You look awful."
Apparently not. "I am aware," Dallia hissed to her younger sister under her breath, standing up straighter as she watched her father across the room. "Why are we required so early?"
"An early leaving lunch, father said," Areum shrugged. "Aren't you grateful?"
"For the food, maybe," the elder joked, looking around the now perfectly set up dining room. "Not for the pending emotional breakdown."
"You're stronger than that, remember?" The younger tried to lighten the mood, and that Dallia could appreciate if she wasn't about to say goodbye to the love of her life for good after staring at him for two hours across a busy room.
"Am I?" The princess sighed, smiling weakly as the guards guided them to be sat. "Maybe I'm not."
The lunch proved itself difficult from the moment the boy and his parents walked in. Dallia tried her hardest to avoid their eyes, recalling their last encounter.
She wasn't embarrassed for confessing before his mother and father, in fact if anything, she felt relieved.
The thought of having to hide her love for him completely in their last days together was awful and what she was subjected to, so the confession was something of a relief.
Except it didn't bring them any closer. His eyes weren't cold, per se, but the princess couldn't help but shudder when she looked into them.
It wasn't mere coincidence that he had been sat directly across from her, but neither of the two knew that. "Please, Mr and Mrs Lee. We insist, don't we, girls?"
Dallia glanced over at her father, clearly dazed out. "Pardon? Sorry."
"That we would love to have the Lee's over for Christmas." The king smiled.
The girl reluctantly glanced over at the family, hearing Areum agreeing with her father as she nodded her head enthusiastically.
The elder looked between the three, her eyes landing on the brunette boy who stared back at her. The thought of seeing her celebrate Christmas with her new husband by her side would be enough to tear his soul to shreds, and by the looks of it - his parents were aware of that too.
