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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Tyra pov A week later after the ball, the queen gathered us to participate in the match activities. I didn't really want to be here with Theo, seeing him and Hope get closer every day at the castle didn't help either.
"Okay guys, Thank you all for coming." The Queen spoke to the five couples who were there.
"Today we will be doing a painting exercise with your match." Theodore stood beside me. Princess Charlotte was also here with her match so I wasn't alone.
"One couple will be assigned to each room, and given one hour each to paint the thing that comes to your mind when you look at your match."
"Okay, Couples go to a room." All the couples walked to a room standing by the door.
"Okay, you may enter and begin." Theodore opened the door for me and I walked in.
"I'll go first." I spoke and went to the easel that was across the room. Theodore sat in-front of the easel. I looked at him and the first thing that came to my mind was the night we were in the garden staring at the stars. I picked up the paintbrush and started painting.
"What did you think about?"
"You'll see when I'm finished." I continued panting.
"Ok." He was quiet for the rest of the time while I painted. The timer went off and the queen came and collected the painting from me.
"You may start on the second painting." Theodore and I switched spots and he began painting.
"You know what I think about when I see you?"I ignored him because I knew it was just a lie and he didn't mean it. He had a girlfriend so I was gonna keep my distance for our activities and go back home like nothing happened.
"You hear me, Tyra?"
"Just paint please." I did a little smile. He didn't say anything the rest of the time he was painting. When he finished painting the queen came and collected it and we went back to the room with the additional couples.
