Romance Slow burn.
Tyra had been a servant for almost all her life for the current king, working and slaving under his orders. Until Theodore takes a liking to her and she becomes the season star. Will their love survive the wrath of the new king?
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Third Person Pov
Tyra was dancing with someone when she noticed Theodore walking down the stairs looking upset so she decided to walk up to him but Hope reached him first and she sighed.
"Hey." Hope grabbed Theodore's hand holding it making his eyes meet hers.
"Hi."
"You okay?" She asked him hardly being able to hear him over the loud ball music.
"Yeah, I'm fine." He replied to her.
"What happened?" He didn't want to talk about what his father just spoke about.
"Nothing I don't really want to talk about it,"
"Brother Someone is outside in the garden looking for you." Charlotte tapped his shoulder before he could walk off with Hope.
"I'll be right back." He told Hope and proceededto walk into the garden as his sister told him.
He walked a little in the garden before he was greeted by Tyra.
"You looking for me?" He rubbed the back of his neck waiting for her to reply.
"No" She answered.
"Oh—Charlotte told me you were." Tyra sighed figuring it was Charlottes doing, before she could respond she was interrupted by a deep stern old voice.
"Tyra?" The man calling Tyra made her step away from Theodore, she was met with a man with white skin, a patchy beard, and low and blue eyes. She had a feeling she had encountered him before but she couldn't quite remember. Theodore on the other hand identified the man and stepped in front of her.
