Prince Timothy

61 4 0
                                    

Chapter 2: Prince Timothy

-Alexandria's POV:

"Greetings, Princess Alexandria." Timothy walks up to me, while I look at the roses in the garden.

"How are you on this fine morning?" I ask him, as his captivating blue eyes watch my every move.

"I'm fine, how about you?" he smirks, and my stomach twists.

"I'm fine." I smile.

"These are some beautiful roses." his dark hair blows in the wind.

"That they are." my smile never falters. "I just adore roses."

"Here," he picks a rose, and hands it to me. "For this lovely lady."

"That was my rose already." I giggle, but take the rose anyways.

"I know, but I did not see any other rose bushes." he chuckles.

Yeah, this boy is capturing my heart already. I won't allow it.

"Thank you," I smile, and look around, avoiding his captivated eyes.

"No problem, anything for you, princess." Timothy smiles.

~

"Ugh," I groan into my pillow, that night, "why does he have to be so handsome? Help me, Lord." I flip over in bed, and stare at the ceiling. "If only Andrew could figure out what to do already."

Then I fall asleep.

Runaway PrincessWhere stories live. Discover now