Save Me Darling

The prince gazes at my face, a smile on his face.
"What?", I ask. "You keep looking at me with that look."
"Oh. I guess I do." He grins.
I giggle, looking away as his eyes meet mine, the color light like ice, but warm like sunshine.
"Your eyes are beautiful", I comment without thinking. "Like ice."
"Yours are stunning", the prince returns. "Like sunlight through the tree leaves."
I feel warmth in my cheeks, and I know I must be red in the face. Again.
"Thank you Prince James."
"It's just James. I'd rather skip the formalities with you."
"Excuse me?" I sit straight up on the stone, smiling in spite of myself.
"Just call me James, Mariana", he urges. "I prefer it."
"Alright", I agree after an awkward moment of silence. "Then formalities aside, you can keep calling me by my name. So, what next?"
James leans in, and whispers, "What do you want to come next?"
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"What's the worst you see in me?" I fidget and play with my skirt.
"Mar-"
"I want to know." Zian sighs, an nods.
"You let yourself get broken too easily, and you trust people faster than you should, I think. You spend so much time alone, you forget things about other people, and you don't see yourself for what you are."
"What am I then?"
He cups my chin with his hand and says, "Perfect."