Everly Blossom is a princess, adopted into the Royal Family by the King and Queen of England. Everly doesn't remember much of her past all she knows now is tailored dresses, silverware and butlers.
She has dreamt of a life of fun, laughter and joy b...
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Everly lays her head on my shoulder and I stroke my fingers through her long, dark hair. The castle has been fairly quiet the last few days and I've barely seen Richard or Ethel and it's made Everly's mood a thousand times calmer. Especially today, she seems refreshed and I wish things were better overall.
After a while she pushes up from my shoulder and stares at me.
"What?" I drop my hand from her head and clutch her delicate fingers instead.
"So my parents are going on a ten day trip soon," she comments and my eyes shoot wide.
"They are?"
"Yes," she nods and moves closer, holding onto my hand tightly. "And leaving me behind of course."
My brows crease slightly. "Where are they going?"
Everly exhales a long breath and eventually shrugs. "Beats me, I'm just glad that they're leaving me here with you. My father is going to put you in charge for sure, he thinks you're putting me in my place and that you've tamed me."
I hum in response and press a kiss to her temple. "Tamed you, huh?"
"You wish you could tame me," her head pulls back but there is evidence of her smile on her lips. "If anything I tamed you."
