The young man looked up, his eyes widening as he took in the woman's delicate features and the concern etched on her face. In that moment, he was captivated by her beauty and grace, his heart skipping a beat. Despite the obvious social divide between them, he couldn't help but be drawn to her.
"It's no trouble at all, my lady," he said, his voice soft and sincere. As their hands brushed together while gathering the spilled items, Elise felt a spark of electricity pass between them, and she found herself unable to look away from his intense gaze.
"I'm Liam," the young man introduced himself, his eyes never leaving hers. "Might I ask your name?"
Elise hesitated, suddenly aware of the precarious position she was in. As the Princess, she knew she should not be engaging so intimately with a commoner. Yet, there was something about Liam that made her want to throw caution to the wind.
"I'm... Elise," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She watched as a flicker of recognition crossed his features, followed by a look of awe and reverence.
"The Princess," Liam breathed, his eyes widening. He quickly dropped to one knee, bowing his head in deference. "Forgive me, Your Highness. I had no idea."
Elise felt a pang of disappointment at his reaction, wishing he would simply see her as Elise, not the Princess. Reaching out, she gently placed a hand on his arm, urging him to rise.
"Please, there's no need for such formality," she said, her voice soft and reassuring. "I'm simply a woman in search of a rare book, the same as you."
Liam looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of wonder and trepidation. "But, Your Highness, I... I'm just a humble commoner. Our worlds are so vastly different."
Elise felt her heart swell with a bittersweet emotion. She knew he was right, that their stations in life made any sort of relationship between them impossible. And yet, she couldn't deny the pull she felt towards him, the forbidden attraction that threatened to consume her.
"Perhaps," she said, her fingers gently tracing the line of his jaw, "but in this moment, we are simply two people, drawn together by chance. Let us enjoy this chance encounter, Liam, for who knows when we may have the opportunity again."
Liam's breath caught in his throat at her touch, and he found himself unable to resist the allure of her words. Slowly, he nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"As you wish, my lady," he murmured, his heart racing with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
And so, the forbidden attraction between the commoner and the Princess began to take root, a delicate blossom that would soon bloom, despite the obstacles that stood in their way.
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The Keeper Of The Drifted Rose
Romance✨it all began on school when he meet the princess of spain that he eventually loved and the is no match for their Love challenges to their life✨
