Waking up with her

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A/N: My first The Royals oneshot. I'm having writer's block on my one shot Starkfamily series, enjoy.

I'm also getting back into Arrow and The Selection, so I'm going to reupload my deleted stories on Arrow and The Selection and add some more oneshot series, stay tuned for them. Oh it's my birthday on Friday 20th, I'm turning 20!

He's hanging off the roof of the palace with only her hand keeping him from falling to his death.

"Hold on!" She shouts over the wind and the rain, not caring about her dress. His grip is hard on her hand but she doesn't care. She only hopes Eleanor and Jasper come back up with her Dad fast.

"I'm trying, babe!" The wind carries his voice to her ears. Tears sting the corners of her eyes but she refuses to let them fall.

"Just look at me!" She shouts, trying to keep herself calm and tightens her grip on his hand. She sees the fast in his eyes and on his face.

"I can't hold on any longer, I'm sorry, I love you, it's always been you who I've loved!" He tells her before he lets go of her hand.

"NO!" She screams as she watches the love of her life fall to his death.

Thanks to the wind blowing and the height of the roof, she doesn't hear his lifeless body hit the ground, she just screams and screams, tears running down her face, mixing with the rain.

She just watched the love of her life die and she never told him the news.

He'd never know.

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Ophelia Pryce wakes up with sweat clinging to her body, her heart pounding in her chest and a scream lodged in her throat. She sits up, her eyes frantically adjusting to the darkness of her room. She reaches for her phone that's on her end table, squinting her eyes at the brightness of the screen: 03:30. She inwardly groans before smiling at her wallpaper: one of her and her Prince boyfriend, Liam, with her on his back, her arms wrapped around his neck, looking down at him with a huge smile on her face, Liam is holding onto her, looking at her with love for her  shining in his eyes. She remembers the picture being taken by Eleanor when they were all just being silly. It was a good day.

Ophelia gets out of bed, and walks into the living room where her Dad is still awake.

"Ophelia, what are you still doing up?" Her fathers tone holds a slight scolding to it.

"Nightmares." The teen says as she sits next to her dad on the couch and leans into him, breathing in his familiar scent. Her fathers lips brush her hair. "The same one?" He asks, Ophelia nods, Ted sighs deeply.

"Go." He says. Ophelia looks at him with a confused look.

"What?" Ted smiles.

"Go to him, go to Liam, go reassure yourself he's here." Her father says, flashing her a smile. She smiles, hugs her father, picks her phone and sprints to the elevator.

Ophelia opens the door to her boyfriends bedroom door silently, giving Marcus a grateful look before she slips inside the room, closing the door behind her.

The moon shines bright tonight, casting the darkened room into a white glow. Liam is in bed on his side, asleep with his lips parted slightly, his blonde hair tousled with tossing and turning in his sleep.

He's here, he's not gone, he's not falling off the roof of the palace, he's here. Her mind tells her. She walks to his bed, pulls the quilt back and slips into his bed, into his warm arms, the feel of his arms around her and his warm breath in her ear lulling her back into a peaceful and safe slumber.


The first thing Prince Liam, heir to the English throne, knows is that he has someone in his arms and he likes it. He lets a smile spread across his face as he looks down and sees mop of brown hair in his face, but his mind is wondering: why is she here?

Liam knows that she wouldn't have slipped into his bed without waking him up if it wasn't serious.

He kisses her hair and decides to let her sleep a little bit longer.

Only one thought is running through his mind as he tightens his hold on her and watches as the London sun climbs higher and higher in the sky, covering his future princess in a blanket of golden rays.

I could get used to waking up with my princess in my arms.

A/N: I know it's short but I'm really tired, I might update it soon and make it a little bit longer but until now, enjoy!

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