Royal Heartstrings

Chapter 6- The date

Mira's POV:

I stood outside in the courtyard, waiting beside the sleek black Aston Martin DBS Superleggera - my parents' car, driven by our chauffeur, Mr. Michael. The expensive vehicle gleamed in the soft afternoon light, its black finish reflecting the pale blue sky above. I wore a simple blue dress, which I covered with a lightweight white cardigan to ward off the chill. A blue scarf wrapped around my neck added a pop of color, and my hair was styled in a chic braided updo. I had applied light makeup and wore simple heeled sandals, feeling ready for the date.

As I gazed up at the sky, I noticed the clouds were a brilliant white, with the sun shining through the gaps, casting a warm glow over everything. It was still early in the afternoon, and the gentle breeze carried a crisp air. I felt a sense of tranquility wash over me, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere.

Just then, Prince Nova approached me, and I turned to face him. He wore a red button-down shirt with a black leather jacket slung over his shoulder, covering him from the cold. His leather pants and black boots gave him a rugged, dashing appearance, and his ginger hair was styled perfectly, messy yet elegant. He looked breathtaking, and I couldn't help but feel my breath catch as I smiled foolishly, my heart racing with excitement.

"Your Majesty," I greeted him, curtsying politely.

He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and apologized for his tardiness. "Please, forgive me for being late, my lady."

I waved the apology away, feeling a flutter in my chest at the way he addressed me. "It's quite all right, Your Highness."

He asked, "Shall we be on our way now, my lady?" and I nodded, feeling myself blush at the endearment. I liked it when he called me that, even though I knew it didn't mean much; I just enjoyed feeding my delusions.

Before Mr. Michael could open the car door, Prince Nova gallantly opened it for me himself, and I smiled, taken aback by the small gesture. We got in, and I noticed two bodyguards in blue and gold uniforms with guns holstered at their waists following closely behind in a separate car.

Yesterday, during our conversation, I had discovered that Prince Nova enjoyed playing polo and that his favorite color was blue - maybe that's why I had chosen to wear blue today, I thought with a chuckle. He also shared a love for the band Echoes in the Dark, just like Valerie. I made a mental note to tell her later. Additionally, I had learned that he was an avid reader, enjoyed hiking, and had a passion for photography.

As we sat in silence, I felt a little uncomfortable, unsure of how to break the quiet. I turned to him and asked, "Where would you like to go, Your Highness? We've already been to the town square."

He smiled and replied, "I'll go anywhere you take me, my lady."

I was taken aback by his response and smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. "Really, Your Highness?"

He nodded, and I felt my heart skip a beat. I smiled mischievously and said, "In that case, I know the perfect place for us to start, Your Highness."
★★★

We stood in front of the Willowdale Library and Archives, one of my favorite places in the entire city. The grand stone building exuded a sense of knowledge and wonder, and I felt a thrill of excitement as we approached the entrance. The prince turned to me, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled, and I couldn't help but smile back, my heart skipping a beat.

As we entered, the door's chime echoed through the hallowed halls, and the librarian looked up from her desk, her eyes widening behind her glasses. She was a woman in her late 30s, with curly brown hair, wearing a pair of cat-eye glasses and a crisp white blouse. Her eyes darted to the prince, and she hurriedly came around the counter, her hands fluttering as she curtseyed.