"Godammit," you whispered fiddling with the tour map, your tour guide was pulled away and you were left to travel the Valois castle on your own. "Stupid history project, this is pointless, I'm going home and using google." You quickly slipped the map and your notebook into your purse. You whipped around frustrated but you met with a tough surface. You were close to the ground when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. "I am so so sorry," you spoke as the person put you back on you feet.
"It's not a problem," the voice was deeper, obviously a man, nervously you looked into his beautiful blue eyes.
"I'm Y/N," you whispered, mesmerized by the eyes in front of you. You stayed silent for a few moments waiting for him to reply with his name.
"Oh, um..." He looked flustered like he forgot. "Bash."
"Um, if you don't mind me asking, do you know your way around here?" Bash smirked at you.
"Oh I know it very well," he winked before motioning for you to follow him. "So what are you here for?"
"Stupid History." You took the map out of your purse and fiddled with it again, searching for where you were. You huffed and shoved the map back into your purse.
"University?" Bash questioned as you turned yet another corner. You nodded in frustration.
"Where are we?"
"It's a secret shortcut." He smiled down at you.
"How do you know secret shortcuts?" You looked down at your faded nail polish."Well, lets just say I'm here a lot." You looked up at him quizzically but decided not to question any further. You went along with him.
Bash took you all over the castle, telling you facts about the family and the architecture everything you need for your project. He had all the answers. Soon you stopped in the gardens. You sat on a bench next to the water fountain. Behind you sat two rose bushes filled with red roses.
"Bash, who are you?" He looked away from the flowers his eyes meeting yours.
"What do you mean?" You sighed and stood up off the bench
"What I mean is you know your way around this castle and even secret shortcuts that aren't open on the map. Who are you?"
"Sebastian De Poitiers," he whispered. You stared at him for a second connecting his name to his social status.
"The bastard son of the king," you whispered backing away.
"Y/N." he jumped up and grabbing your arm. "Please look at me."
"Why didn't you tell me?" You didn't look at him, you spent a whole day with him and not once did he mention this.
"For one day I was just Bash, a Frenchman, not Sebastian De Poitiers, the bastard of France." He moved in front of you, forcing you to look into his eyes. "I wanted you to see me as Bash."
"We don't even know each other Sebastian." You ripped out of his grip and started walking back to the castle.
"But I'd like to change that." He yelled causing you to turn around. "I would love it if you would get to know me. Sometimes you just need a friend." He finally caught up to you "can we just be friends?" You nodded
"Friends," you confirmed. Bash smiled down at you and you smiled back. "Now help me back to the real world you sap."
Bash laughed before leading you out of his home. Not allowing you to leave until you left your number and promised to meet him for dinner. You left the castle with a smile. A terrible day no longer, guess it helps to suck at history.
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