Prologue
"What do you think you are doing?" the young girl said
"What does it look like?" the young man said to the girl
"It looks like you are making a mess." she said to him hands on her hips
"Nah, you just think so." he said smartly quirking an eyebrow up.
"I don't think so, I know so. The headmistress is going to be very mad at you for ruining her room." she said tapping her foot in irritation
"No she won't, she is going to love it." he said giving her a brilliant smile.
The girl sighed in seeing the smile. Knowing he would never smile for her like that. Shaking off her thoughts, she went back to hanging the decorations for her headmistress, who was also her relative. When she knew he was not looking, she looked back towards the boy. Long hair with streaks of red through his black hair, tied back in a loose queue. When he did smile, which wasn't too often, his emerald green eyes sparkled. But as of late, they had been pools of green forest. He had not had much to smile about. His father had recently left him here at this academy against his will to become a bard. It was his mother's dying wish to see him fulfil this, and his father was making sure that it happened. He had told her, that he was very close to his mother, but hated his father. But he wouldn't tell her why.
She had known him most of her life, but he never knew her. She always watched him in secret, fearing he would find out. Her darkest secret. One noone ever knew...