It was the last day of training. I had just finished and headed back to my room.
Panic.
That's all I can feel, In my bones, blood, heart, brain, stomach... nothing will slow down. What if it never does? What if I lose? I can't lose Roman, not now.
Not ever.
I've been getting better, for three days I think I'm pretty good. The duel is tomorrow. I can't loose. Remy has been training me to block and different techniques to mar my opponent. I just need to relax. Everything will be fine. I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I can't do this.
Three days was never enough time.
Pulling me from my thoughts, Roman knocks on the door to my room, gently opening it," Are you okay?" His voice is soft and sweet.
I say nothing, kissing him and almost collapsing in his arms. I need to do this. I cant loose, not to someone so old as the king. Roman plays with my hair lovingly as I breathe, in and out.
1... 2... 3... in...
1... 2... 3... out...
I need to do this.
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your highness... || Prinxiety (Complete)
FanfictionRoman is a prince and Virgil is his personal servent: meaning he does whatever Princey tells him to but that doesn't mean he can't be a little sarcastic and mess with princes head.
