[    a sigh escaped her, soft and fleeting,  red glossed lips parted, but the words came slower than she expected,    as if something inside her had suddenly grown heavy.    at his comment there was an ache in her chest, sharp and unfamiliar.  she blinked,  looking down at her hands, manicured fingers grazing the bracelet around slim wrist as if grounding herself.    ]     i’m not just the perfect princess who always does what expected.