I Fell In Love, But You Just Smiled...

Beautiful Stranger?

The King was pushing his luck, not everyone felt the need to change, but yet he still pushed on the fact that the princess needed to change if she were to become the future queen.

Her frustations were building up and the fact that he declared she was leaving on Thursday was worse.

All her belongings were being packed up. She was still thankful that they remembered that she needed a bed to rest on.

She felt tied up, trapped, no way out. It was saddening to know that she was forbbiden to be herself. her feelings, anger, frustrations, stress, they were all compressed to each other that she felt to explode.

She felt to break down and cry, but no... She was stronger then that, even if she did, she matured so much, that she kept her saying of tears are worthless and they only bring weakness.

Her childhood days were not even childhood, she felt like a teenager, always being told off for her mistakes.

She felt like an old mature woman trapped in a teenager's body. It was suffocating, she felt stuffed.

Her train of thoughts were soon broken when she heard a knock on the door.

Shaking her head, she pushed away the thoughts and answered with a 'come in.'

"I'm sorry to disturb you princess, but his majesty wanted all things cleared out and ready for tomorrow," sighing, she nodded her head and went out of the room, while the maid went out of the room only to come back with a few maids.

Walking down the enormous flight of stairs, she heard voices and a few laughter once in a while.

Curious, she quickened her steps down the stairs, hurrying to the living room, where it had the unknown quests.

"Rosa-Belle?"

"Come to the living room," she heard her name call, it was shocking that her father used her real name. How did he know I was even here? Thinking to herself, she always wondered if he had a sixth sense, or was it a normal instinct.

Heading to the room, she entered only to meet an unfamiliar face with her parents.

"Whose this?" Her father stared at her disapprovingly.

"That wasn't nice Rosa-Belle, haven't I taught you better?" her father said, only to have her frown. You didn't even glance at me when I was younger, unhappy thoughts came into her mind.

"Anyways, this is Harry, Harry, this is my daughter, the one you shall be escourting," Escourting? Raising an eyebrow at the lack of information her father said, she turned to the boy sitting on the love-seat.

Studying him, she noticed a few small things she didn't even realized at first glance.

He was nicely built, his muscles showed off a bit too much behind his white t-shirt, lean and looked quite tall.

He had a pair of jade-green eyes, ones that made her want to listen to its every command, his curly locks fell neatly onto his face, shaping the structure of his face. His teeth were pearl white and was shown when he smiled. His uneven heart-shaped lips stretched on his face, creating small eye dimples.

Figuring that she was staring too long, she cleared her throat and proceeded on asking the question she wanted to ask.

"What do you mean by escourting?"

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