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Chapter 2 ~ Wherefore art thou...

"Olympia wake up!" Oliver jumped onto Saint's bed. Saint groaned and shifted around, "It's too early, go away,".

Oliver laughed and laid beside her, "Come on, bub. You need to wake up,".

Oliver snatched Saint's blanket and shoved a pillow in her face, "Wake up," he whined.

"Ugh, fine" Saint got up and went to her bathroom. She brushed her teeth and changed into new clothes, grey sweatpants and a grey sweatshirt. Saint got out of the bathroom and realised that Oliver was wearing the same thing as her but in black.

"Yo, we're matching," Oliver chuckled and winked at her. Saint punched his bicep lightly, "Whatever," she giggled.

They put on their shoes and went to the garden. Fall was coming in slowly, the leaves on the trees were falling more and more everyday.

"When are you going home?" Saint looked at Oliver.

A gust of wind passed by them.

Oliver raised his eyebrow, "You're tired of me already?".

Saint shook her head, "Of course not, You're my best friend. I'll never get tired of you,"

Oliver smiled but something deep in his chest felt like it was being pinched. 'Must be the medicine,' he thought.

"You know that I love you right? You're like a brother to me," Saint leaned her head on Oliver's shoulder and he immediately wrapped his arm around her waist.

Oliver's chest began to hurt even more but he still brushed it off. "I love you too, so much," he smiled at Saint.

The silence between them was comfortable, the pain in Oliver's chest was slowly going away.

Oliver looked at Saint and leaned in, "I'm going home next week, your majesty,". He was staring deep into Saint's eyes and glanced at her lips. Saint was smiling at him, she was too oblivious to realise that Oliver had feelings for her.

Oliver was about to kiss her but the bell tower suddenly rang and a voice boomed through the garden, "Saint Solar is requested to the throne room immediately,".

Oliver pulled away from Saint and scratched his neck nervously, "Y-you've gotta go,".

Saint hugged Oliver and inhaled his cologne, "I'll see you later, okay?". Oliver smiled and kissed her forehead, "Of course,".

Saint pulled away and ran to the throne room but before that she stole a glance at Oliver and saw him walking towards the pond.

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"Good day Father!" Saint greeted the king and sat at her seat. "Why did you call me here?".

The king stood up and looked at her, "Well, you're going to take the throne soon so I need to show you all the facilities that's used to protect our beautiful kingdom,"

Saint raised her eyebrow at him, "I thought we've talked about this already?"

The king laughed, "That was the decoy army. They're trained but they aren't as good as the real army. Come along, I'll show you the best of the best,"

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