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Rochè's POV"Princess Rochè, you have a visitor," one of the maids said and I smiled at her. It was about a week after we had breakfast with Ross and he's taking me out on our date tonight. "You can let him in," I said, quickly looking to see if my makeup was still fine. She walked out again and after a couple of seconds there was a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in," I said quickly as I looked at my outfit and the door opened. I turned around to see Ross standing in my room with tight black pants and a maroon button up shirt. My breath caught in my throat as I looked him up and down. His clothes were kinda tight, making his muscles stand out. He looked drool worthy. His hair was hanging around his face, causing his jaw to look sharper than usual.
As I looked at his face I saw his eyes raking over my body causing me to blush lightly. The maroon dress I had on came to above my knee and was tight around my bust, almost like a skater dress. It had long sleeves and I had on black high heels.
"You look beautiful, Rochè," Ross spoke up as he looked into my eyes and I blushed. "You look handsome as well, Ross," I said walking closer to him and he placed his hands on my hips. "Thank you, love. Are you ready to go?" he asked me as he placed a piece of my curled hair behind my ear and I smiled at him. "I'm ready," I said and he placed a kiss on my cheek. He intertwined our fingers and I quickly grabbed my black purse before we walked out of the room.
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"Ross this is beautiful," I gasped out as I looked at the beautiful view. Ross had set up the most perfect date. We were at the view I showed him the other day with the horses. There was a table with a white table cloth in the middle of the field with the mountains in the background and you could see the view perfectly. The view consisted of the castle grounds, trees and two rivers we had. There was candles spread out randomly around the table, but not too close, and there was a single rose on the table. "I'm glad you like it," Ross spoke up from behind me and I then noticed his hands were laid on my hips. I turned around to look at him and he was already staring down at me. I leaned up and gave his cheek a gentle kiss causing him to blush before intertwining our hands. He led me towards the table and pulled my chair out for me, like the true gentleman he is, and I thanked him before sitting down.
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Our loud laughs filled the air as we told each other about our childhood and all our silly stories. The whole evening was going amazing. We've made some small talk, told each other random facts about ourselves. The delicious spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread has hardly been touched because we've been talking the whole time. "What did your father do?" Ross questioned while laughing as I told him about the time where I broke one of my father's most prised possession. "He didn't do much. I'm the only girl so. And I was only six," I shrugged before giggling with him.
"I have to be honest I was kind of naughty when I was little," Ros said and I giggled while nodding my head as I thought back to all the stories he's been telling me. "Yes you were," I chuckled and he grinned at me before placing his hand on mine that was testing on the table. "Well you weren't exactly an angel," he smirked at me and I giggled. "Well I wasn't naughty. I only did one or two bad things," I defended and he laughed causing my stomach to get butterflies.
"You're amazing, you know that?" Ross asked and I blushed as I looked down at the table with a small smile. "Thank you, Ross. You are too," I said and he grinned at me. "You should put highlights in your hair," he blurted out causing me to burst into a fit of giggles. "Where did that come from?" I asked still giggling and he chuckled at me. "I don't know, but you'll look pretty," he said and I continued my giggling fit.
"Oh my," I shook my head at Ross as my giggling stopped. I cleared my throat before taking a sip of my sweet wine. "You look beautiful tonight," he breathed out softly as we listened to the sound of the river that wasn't too far away. "You're really smooth with that mouth of yours," I said as I blushed and he chuckled as he intertwined our fingers. "It's a family thing," he shrugged causing me to giggle again as I looked up at him. "Is that so?" I asked and he hummed. "Yep," he said before the thought came into my mind. My dad has been pressuring me to talk to Ross about this King thing. They need me to get married or the Trumps will take over and I can't allow that. I have to find a husband before my 21st birthday, and that's in 2 weeks.
"Are you okay?" Ross asked snapping me out of my thoughts and I looked up at him. "Yeah I'm fine," I sighed out and tried to put the smile back onto my face. "What's wrong, Rochè?" he asked and I sighed softly as I felt my stomach starting to do flips out of nervousness. "Well uhm- honestly I'm under a lot of stress because my father's been putting a lot of pressure on me to find a husband before my birthday. And that's in two weeks," I confessed and he gentle rubbed my hand with his own. "Well I'm always here for you if you wanna talk or anything. I get that it's a lot of pressure, but I'll always be here for you," he said gently and I felt myself smile.
"You know I already have a husband in mind, but I don't know if he wants to do it," I said and his face immediately filled with disappointment. "Well I'm sure that if he feels the same about you that he'll do anything for you," he said slowly as he tried to mask his disappointment. "I don't want him to think that I only want to marry him because of the crown. I may not have known him for long, but I really love him," I confessed and he looked around before standing up. "I'm sorry, Rochè, but I can't sit and listen to this when I really want to be that guy you're talking about right now," he breathed out before starting to walk away. "Wait, Ross!" I cried out before jumping up and gripping his arm. "What is it, Rochè?" Ross asked and I chuckled softly.
"You are the guy I'm talking about,"
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FanfictionRoché Harmony Karsten. A name that makes people stand upright and immediately pay attention. Roché is the princess of Europe. It seems crazy, but it's true. With her 21st birthday around the corner, the princess is in search for someone who will s...