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DIANA MOVED QUIETLY THROUGH THE PALACE HALLS, her heart racing as she took each step toward freedom

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DIANA MOVED QUIETLY THROUGH THE PALACE HALLS, her heart racing as she took each step toward freedom. her carefully chosen outfit—a simple yet elegant dress and a shawl that could easily be pulled up for added disguise—matched her subtle excitement. she'd been thinking of this night for days. through palace life kept her days full, her mind always found its way back to felix, and every thought seemed to draw her closer to him. she couldn't quite believe this was her life—a princess sneaking away from her royal responsibilities to meet the boy who had taken her heart.

she slipped into the waiting car that took her across the city to felix's rented room. despite her outward calm, diana's fingers fidgeted in her lap, twisting the edge of her shawl. what would he think when he saw her? would he feel the same thrill, the same draw? their last meeting had been so charged with emotion that it almost felt like a dream, and tonight, she hoped, would bring them even closer.

felix heart was pounding as he paced the room, anxiously arranging and rearranging the space he had set up just for them. he had chosen an understated yet cozy room in a quieter part of town, away from any place she might be recognized. soft, warm lights filled the space, and he'd arranged a spread of snacks—fruit, little pastries, and even tea—things he thought she'd enjoy. he wanted her to feel at ease, wanted this night to feel like a haven from the pressures she faced.

as diana stepped inside, she caught sight of felix across the room, and their eyes met with a mixture of excitement and relief. felix couldn't help but smile, his face lighting up as he closed the distance between them and wrapped her in a quiet, tender embrace. it was a simple gesture, yet it held a warmth and comfort that immediately settled diana's nerves.

"i didn't think i'd make it," diana whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief as she looked up at him, still caught in the warmth of his arms.

felix chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "neither did i. but you're here now, and that's all that matters."

they settled onto the couch, where diana's gaze swept over the room. "you did all this?" she asked, touched by the thoughtful setup. it was so different from the opulent, grand arrangements she was used to—yet this felt perfect, intimate in a way she hadn't experienced before.

felix smiled, nodding. "i wanted it to feel like... like a place where you could just be yourself."

diana smiled at his words, reaching for his hand. "thank you," she said softly. "i haven't had that in a long time." she relaxed, finally letting go of the tension she carried every day in her public life, leaning into this moment with felix, who saw her as just diana, not the princess everyone else saw.

as they settled into their snacks, the evening grew warmer and more relaxed. they spoke in whispers, as if sharing secrets only they could understand. felix told her stories from his life as an idol—some funny, some endearing, and others that highlighted the loneliness and pressures of fame. he described the exhausting but exhilarating nights on stage, the endless travel, and the joy of creating music that connected with fans across the world.

diana listened intently, her gaze never leaving his face. she admired the passion in his eyes, the way he came alive when talking about his music. he was so different from anyone she knew, with a life so distant from the strict routines and duties that shaped her own.

"you make it sound like a dream," she murmured, her voice tinged with longing.

"it is," felix admitted. "but it's also... well, lonely, at times. i guess that's why being with you means so much. for once, it feels like i can share that part of myself with someone who understands."

diana's heart skipped a beat at his words. she reached over, her fingers brushing his as she looked at him. "i feel the same," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "you make me feel like i can be myself, too."

they shared a quiet smile, their hands naturally intertwining as they sat together, caught in the stillness of the moment. but eventually, their conversation turned to the inevitable challenges they both knew lay ahead.

"felix," diana said softly, breaking the comfortable silence. "how are we going to make this work? i want to believe we can, but my life is... complicated. i'm not sure how much freedom i really have."

felix sighed, his thumb gently rubbing the back of her hand. "i know it won't be easy. but maybe we don't have to have it all figured out just yet. we can take it one step at a time, one day at a time."

diana leaned into his words, letting them wash over her. she wanted so desperately to believe in their possibilities, even if they weren't certain. she knew there would be obstacles—her family, the press, and the demands of both their worlds—but right now, with felix by her side, those challenges seemed manageable.

as the night wore on, they shared more than just words. felix arm found its way around her shoulders, and she leaned into him, resting her head on his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. they stayed like that, finding comfort in each other's presence, the outside world fading away as they embraced the intimacy of the moment.

at one point, they decided to put on a movie, something lighthearted to fill the quiet. but soon enough, they found themselves paying more attention to each other than the screen. they whispered jokes, exchanged soft glances, and shared gentle laughter, the tension of their earlier worries melting away.

in the quiet moments between the laughter, diana would look over at felix, captivated by the softness in his gaze, the way he looked at her as if she was the only person in the world. and each time she met his gaze, her heart fluttered, realising how much he truly meant to her.

eventually, they found themselves tangled in a soft embrace. felix brushed a tender kiss against her forehead, and diana's eyes fluttered closed, savoring the gentleness of his touch. she tilted her head up, her gaze meeting his, and they shared a kiss, slow and gentle, filled with unspoken promises and the silent understanding that this night was something special—something they'd hold onto no matter what lay ahead.

as the night grew late, they reluctantly pulled apart, knowing their time was slipping away. felix walked her to the door, his hand lingering in hers as they shared a final, lingering look.

"stay safe," he murmured, his thumb brushing her knuckles in a comforting gesture.

"you too," she replied, her voice filled with both longing and resolve.

they shared one last embrace, each silently promising to hold onto the memory of this night as they returned to their separate worlds. for diana, walking back through the quiet, moonlit streets, there was a newfound strength within her—a sense of purpose and hope. no matter the obstacles, she knew now that she was willing to fight for this, to find a way to keep felix in her life.

as she slipped back into the palace and closed her bedroom door behind her, diana leaned against it, her heart full, her spirit uplifted. she knew the path ahead would be difficult, but tonight had given her something she had never felt before—a true connection, a love worth fighting for. and for that, she was willing to take on whatever challenges came next.

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