Butterflies. She could only feel the flowers blooming in her heart; the sweet scent of his embrace that she'd just buried herself in.
"Perhaps... I have fallen in love with you too."
But she realised that she did not even know the boy's name.
"My lord-"
"Don't call me that, Princess," he cut her off; gently pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. "What's your name?" she asked.
"I don't know, I go by many," his lips curled into a smug smile. "Handsome wizard of the tower, sexiest magician who's ever lived."
Athanasia smacked his shoulder playfully, only for her hand to be taken by his and for him to kiss it. "Maybe our precious princess' lover?"
Before she knew it, she was kissing him again. She sat atop his lap, arms wrapped around his neck as their lips met; certainly passionate.
"My name is Lucas," he spoke with hot breath after a kiss. "What a dumb name," Athy giggled, before he pulled her in for another set of kisses.
"You wound me, Princess."
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Who Made Me A Princess : Runaway Princess
Fantasya lucas x athy short story! includes lots of fluff, (some hurt/comfort), definitely a tinge of enemies to lovers <3 ; runaway princess What if- Athanasia was sent to a world of a story before The Lovely Princess? Or perhaps, a life too early, where...
