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His eyes dart across my face, as if drinking me in. If he sees my surprised face, he doesn't care- I hardly think he is thinking at all. For the day that we have spent together, there has never been a clue to his emotions, but now I feel like I have the key to his heart.
"Kit," I breathe, and I am the one comforting him now. I brush away his tears, I cup his cheeks, and i bring him to me. "Kit, im alright. You don't need to worry, it is all fine now." He burries his face in my chest, and then he chokes on a sob that he can't hold in.
I feel so useless, I am in a frenzy, something deep below me urges me to stop this. It is an instinct that I do not question it. Before I really know what I am doing, I am kissing his tears away. Each one. My heart swells with affection, I do not know where this emotion comes from. Soon my lips are salty and wet.
He stills, his hands curve up, into my hair, fingesr soft. His eyse flutter shut at the touch of my lips, and he releases a releived sign. I feel his muscles melt under my hands-
"Connie," His voice is like honey.
Two kingdoms. One curse, and an eternal war.
The princess has always known the continuous battle, and she has never questioned it. She has been sharpened with her powers, kept a secrete, waiting for just the right moment to pounce. But when she is taken by the Prince of the kingdom she has been at war against, he gives her a fragile hope. A hope that maybe this war doesn't have to be endless, that this curse could be broken.
On a journey to break a curse, to save their kingdoms, the princess is not prepared to deal with this prince who seems to know her better than anyone else. A prince that is far more charming, caring than she could have ever imagined.