Love wasn't a word B liked to use especially when it came to G.
It was just a foreign word that could not pass her lips safely.
G loved her, B knew, but gossips of that quaint village wouldn't live it down that the King's son had the hots for a poor little brat.
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He was obsessed with her, and she was obsessed with him. They were two people, consumed by each other, and yet, they were also two people, completely unaware of each other's true nature.