If you were given a choice, what would it be? To live the fever dream that is a first love, by the cost of an adequate life, or fall and bask into the arms of a prince-- one that guarantees you the path of the crown? I was torn. To be part of the selection was a privilege, but I didn't want it. To catch the eyes of someone who only existed in fantasies, to the magic of him taking your hand. It was an intoxication of his own, his presence, his charisma. But I didn't want to be a princess-- in fact, I didn't even want to try. I wanted to stay in my fever dream, to forever gaze upon and stay between quiet walls, lying upon open grass fields as the stars hung from the skies above us. However, my fairy godmother had already cast her spell. So now, it was a battle to see if I could last till midnight. -love triangle, royal au.