𝐹𝑙𝑖𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙, the curly haired boy rehearsed every line of romeo's whole heartedly, pretending as if we were them.
Reciting every line of juliet, while reading the novel together in the library.
"You could be a good romeo in a theatre." I complimented, "You're as pretty as Juliet." He teased with a smile. We talked about books the whole evening, taking walks around the whole castle, giving him and his father a tour of the palace.
"This is my horse, Peach." I introduced, caressing the white horses cheek, "He's handsome." Timothèe and his father pet the white fur.
"He looks like you," i winked at the curly haired boy, "What's that supposed to mean!" The three of us exchanged laughs. For the time being,
my mother had not accompanied us through the tour, she sat with tea in her hand, on the balcony of the ballroom.
Watching wherever we went, looking at us emotionally. I wondered if she was okay.
"Oh yea, as a parting gift for my favorite chalamets," I smiled, excitedly, at the jewelry i had chosen, customized just for them.
A green shade of Quarts, a duplicate of timothèe's eyes, on a chunky ring in an elegant packaging.
"How'd you find the exact same shade?" He adked curiously, "May or may not have made my servants go to the caves of Europe just to find a quart that looked like your eyes.
During the night, We all had a nice drink with some of the other nobles left behind, before the Chalamet's would leave the kingdom, i excused myself to somewhere, to get more whine from the cellar,
Drunk, i had passed out on the floor, out of too much alchohol inside me, The cherry whine fell within me, the scarlet juices spilled all over my sides.
"[y/n]?" Timothèe called out, his eyes widened as he saw the girls body, lying unconscious on the floor with 'blood' coming out of her sides.
"[Y/n] wake up, no!" He tried shaking the girl, as she fluttered her eyes open, "Stay with me, please. If you leave i'll leave as wel!"
She chuckled, "Don't laugh! I-" Her fingers drifted on the floor, dipping her hand in the scarlet juice, licking her fingers.
"mhm.. cherry wine.."
"I thought you were dying, Stupid! I was about to kill myself!"
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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐰 ➪ TIMOTHÈE CHALAMET
Tarihi KurguDo you believe in soulmates? A story where the Heir of the Chalamet's, And the Descendant of the Wadsworth meets in their teenage years. But their selfish, failed parents took control of their life, just like how every royal family does. TIMOTHÈE C...
