I like to believe that I'm not really a prince sometimes. It's better off that way. When you're next in line for the throne of an infamous country you have eyes on you every breathing second. Lunaria is an extremely beautiful country, with mountains in the north and exotic beaches, it was popular not only as a scenic tourist destination but also for its extensive trade and architecture.
Sometimes I think I'm not good enough to become the ruler of Lunaria. Nowhere as near as my dad and mom are. Being the oldest of my 4 siblings I'm constantly expected to be a role model not only to them but to the entire country as well which in turn causes my parents to always send me to all diplomatic events outside Lunaria. This trip to New York was no different or at least it wasn't meant to be any different. I sneaked out of my hotel room after making sure my bodyguard was fast asleep and decided it was time for my daily walks. My bodyguard, Charles is an absolute icon granted I put his job at risk every other day, but he's still one of the few people I'd trust with all my life.
Walking around New York was peaceful. I had a mask covering my face while I got some much-needed fresh air. I came across a deserted park and the silence and peace it carried was precisely what I needed.
What I didn't notice about the park initially was a girl. She had blonde hair that fell to her waist and her face was covered with tears. Tears fell down her beautiful face with no intention of stopping and curiosity and concern swirled in my brain. She looked so heartbroken, it felt almost as if her life was sucked out of her. Before I knew it I found myself in front of her crouching down to her eye level and she looked so much in pain. Right before I could reach out and ask her what was wrong her eyes opened and my green eyes met her dark brown eyes. They were so dark it was almost impossible to distinguish her pupils.
She scrambled away from me and I stayed frozen in my place. Now that I could really see her face, I was transfixed. I took a moment to collect myself before helping myself up and held my hand out to help her up and she hesitated but took it anyway. I couldn't help my curiosity that slipped out and I asked her what had happened. She told me everything. She told me about her ex, about her friends, about her parents and school. When she was done, I was in awe of how strong this girl was.
I decided I just had to know her name. Even if I was only spending 3 days in New York, I have to know her name. Just as I was about to ask her, she asked me what my story was. I hesitated for a bit, if I told her I was a prince, the way she looked at me would change. The way she's looking at me right now with kindness in her eyes, every time I tell someone I'm a prince they instantly jump to conclusions and then my entire personality trait becomes "Prince of Lunaria" and not Vincent. However, this is the same girl that just poured out her life story to me a random stranger, something tells me she's not going to judge me for being a Prince or treat me any differently. So that's what I did. I worked up the courage to tell her my name and identity.
It took her several minutes and a whole lot of denial and a bit of Google for her to finally admit it. I gave her a trademark smirk and shook her hand.
"Vincent Vane Montagov, Prince of Lunaria, it's a pleasure to have met you."
I gave her a questioning look, she hadn't introduced herself either so I waited as she overcame her hesitation and shook my hand back.
"Althea Gwen Melody, I have no title, but it's a pleasure to have met you too"
The name fit her so perfectly, it sounded like all things spring and elegant and even the meaning behind it fit her so well. It's cute how she refers to me as green-eyed boy, and I couldn't help but refer to her with endearment as well, something tells me this girl is going to make my trip to New York a whole lot more exciting and I'm going to love every single bit of it.
"So green-eye boy, or should I refer to you as his Majesty maybe your Royal Highness? Whatever, why are you here in New York?"
A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. It amuses me how indifferent she is to my title and I couldn't be any more glad that she is.
"I'm just visiting for 3 days, my parents often send me to meetings in the USA as a lesson for when I inherit the throne. After the meeting I'm just here to show my face and show the world that their favourite royal is still alive and is still as good-looking as always" I told her with a smile on my face only for it to be returned with a scoff and an eye roll.
"Favourite royal is it? Hmm, I don't know I think I like your brother more than you, he's a whole lot cuter too" she retorted back with a smirk that rivalled mine.
My brows furrowed and a scowl made its way to my face, "You're cute love, but if you think he's the better-looking sibling then you're severely mistaken." I leaned in closer, "From what I've heard I'm the one who's better in bed too"
A blush furiously made its way to her face and she pushed me away before facing away from me and towards the city lights in the distance. The moonlight emitted a soft glow around her face and I was too far gone in admiring her to realise that I was staring at her for 2 minutes. She just cried and for some reason, the tears glimmering on her face made her look so much more devastatingly gorgeous. Our eyes met once again and she awkwardly cleared her throat and started speaking to me again, her smile replacing her blush.
"So, you're exploring New York for 3 days right, or at least trying to?"
I nodded and she took a minute lost in her thoughts before she spoke up again,
"What if I show you around for 3 days and in turn in the future if I ever need a few royal favours you remember your epic tour guide, it's not like I've got much to do for the next few days anyway."
Internally, I was freaking out over this cute girl offering to spend 3 days with me and I couldn't even help the giant grin that spread across my face, making her smile with me. What's the worst that could go wrong? I'm sure Charles wouldn't mind the break and I really want to get to know her better as well. After a bit of contemplating, I decided fuck it, I'm in New York for 3 days, I won't probably see her again after this no matter how much I want to. I might as well make the most out of it. So I tell her exactly what I feel.
"That would be perfect, love. Any favour you want as long as it's not a whole country, consider it done."
A/n
I promise I meant to get around to writing this. I hate being a student every but all good. Anyways HI GUYS, I'll maybe update more often I promise I'll try. But as usual, get your 3 meals and 8 hours of sleep, love you guys always.
-yours truly
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