~ FLASHBACK ~
The next day I decided to see Enjolras again.
I got up very early, called my maids to help me change and sneaked out of the castle. I rushed through the streets, but I just couldn't find my way around anymore, so I couldn't find the café. I recognized a man with black curls how looked kind of familiar, so I decided to just ask him for the way.
"Excuse me, Monsieur?" He turned around and smiled at me. "Yes?"
"Do you know, where the café Musain is?", I asked a little shyly.
"Yes. I'm just on my way there. Would you like to join me?", he asked me politely.
"Yes, thank you, that would be great!" I followed him and we soon started a conversation. He told me that his name was Courfeyrac and I found out that he was a good friend of Enjolras'. "And how do you know him?"
"I was in the café yesterday and met him there."
He smiled like he knew more, that he wanted to let on. "Here we are.", he simply said.
We walked inside and up the stairs, where he walked to a man with dark blonde hair right away, who seemed to be writing a letter or a poem. I looked around and found Enjolras standing at a table, talking to some other men. I smiled slightly, but then I remembered, why I was here.
I walked to him and tapped his shoulder. "Monsieur?", I asked.He turned around and smiled widely, when he saw me. "I didn't think, I'd see you again this soon.", he said.
"Yes, I uh... I have to tell you something.", I said, now a sound of seriousness in my voice. "Would you follow me, please?" He looked at me for a moment, then he nodded and followed me. I walked into a small alley with him and stopped.
"What is it?", he asked me confused.
"I have to tell you something. But when I'm done, you will be done with me and hate me and never want to see me again and-"
"Wow, wow, wow. Melissa, Melissa, calm down.", he said and laid his hands on my shoulders. "I could never hate you.", he said and smiled slightly.
"Yeah, you say that now...", I said and turned my head a little.
"Melissa, tell me what all this is about, please." He looked at me concerned, trying to figure out what was going on inside my head.
"Enjolras, I really like you and I couldn't bare it, if you'd hate me.", I whispered.
He let me go again and kissed me gently. "I could never hate you. Now, please, tell me what's wrong."
I looked at him for a moment, then took a deep breath. "My father is the king."
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Dangerous Love
FanfictionThe princess of France falls in love with a young revolutionary called Enjolras. A Les Mis fanfiction