Enchanted Tale

Twelve: Heart Over Mind

{Elle's POV}

My hatred towards the royals had died down, or at least my hatred towards the prince. He was actually very sweet. I haven't felt such compassion since I first met Peter. I thought Harry would be just like his father, a monster. But he was opposite. He was funny, caring, and even charming. I looked down at the cloth he ripped off his shirt. It was so soft. I imagined the garment hugging his warm body. His green eyes were so mesmerising, and his smile was beautiful.

What was I doing!? I could not start thinking such thoughts. He is the Prince of Lathance, and I'm just a commoner or even of lesser value than that! I can't be attracted to him. I won't allow myself to feel this way.

"Don't you do this." I scolded myself.

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{Prince Harry's POV}

It was dark out. I laid in my duvet staring at the ceiling. Tomorrow is the day. Elle will be free and I will live life the way I imagined. This is great. I am finally going to get out of here and the best part about it was that I was going to be with a her for a week. Well I still needed to talk to my father about that. But besides that small task, I was excited.

I reminisced on last night. How she talked to me. I still can't get over the fact that she doesn't treat me of higher value. But then today, how she looked at me, her eyes sparkled, and my heart melted. And when she grabbed onto my arm whilst I gave aid to her leg. My mind told me it was just her acting in a state of pain. But my heart knew it was something else.

No! She'll never want me. She probably hates me. Afterall, I am the reason she was locked up. And then I pushed myself onto her by telling her she had to stick with me for a week! What is wrong with me? There is no possible way she could ever feel the same way I feel about her!

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"Father!" I called after him as I saw him walk past my chambers.

He stopped and turned around. "Yes son?"

"I need to talk to you for a moment." I said stepping out of my room.

"Can it be quick? I have a meeting to go to and you better be thankful I'm not making you join me." He added.

"You know how you made me do that walk through?" I asked disregarding his last comment.

He nodded crossing his arms, interested in what I had to say.

"Well, I would like to do it again. Only this time, without the horses and trumpets. In fact I want to disguise myself as a commoner." I said.

"My goodness Harry two requests in less than two days!" He exclaimed. I didn't know if that was him giving in or saying no.

"But there's more. . . I want to stay as a commoner, for a week." I prepared myself for his objection.

Instead, he showed a state of confusion.

"Why on earth would you want to do that?" He asked.

"You said if I went out there I would get a feel of what I was soon going to be running. But what better way too get a feel than turn into a commoner!?" I asked with a smug look of amazement on my face.

"I don't know son. I don't think you need that much of a feel."

"Father I am eighteen years of age. You said yourself I am a man. Shouldn't I be able to make my own decsions?"

"Yes, but this is most unordinary, Harry. This doesn't have anything to do with that girl does it? Did she put you up to this? Has she threatened you?"

I scoffed. "What? No! This is about my ability to run this kingdom the best way possible." I lied. That statement made me realise how selfish I actually was.

"For heavens sake, I don't know what has come over you." He said shaking his head. "I want a full report of your findings. If you can do that, I'll be okay with it." He said. Of course he was putting conditions over it. When does he not?

"Thank you sir." I said in a deeper tone than usual. I held out my hand for a proper handshake. He glady took it.

Task two, complete.

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