I can't believe my so- called Prince Jonathan was just the palaces gardener! He took everything I had! I can't be known as just the millers daughter, I am so much more. My name is Cora Mills and I'm the millers daughter. He took my heart, my virtue, my good name. I had only asked him to give me enough to support our child but he just ran away and said
"Go ahead tell him, but good luck finding me." before I could even shout for help, he pushed me to the floor.
"GUARDS! GUARDS! Help!" I scream but it's too late. He's already gone. What am I going to do? My family can barely afford food to support ourselves. What more with a baby?
"Are you alright? What happened? I heard someone call for help!" A strange voice asks.
"A bandit on the run... He took everything I had." I sigh not looking at him. I guess that strange voice belongs to a man. It's very deep, really... deep.
"I'm so sorry! Come with me I'll do everything I can to help you." He said, reaching for my hand. I still don't look at him.
Instead I just chuckle " What could you do for me?"
"Well at least allow me to try. I'm prince Leopold." He smiles. A prince? Now I'm looking at him. He wears a leather vest and a large fine leather clock with animal fur sticking out. He's definitely a prince.
"Thank you your highness." I say I take his hand and curtsy in return for his kindness. He says he was going for a walk around the castle when he heard me scream for help. He asks if I want to join him for his leisurely stroll. Ofcourse I say yes, he's a prince, he's my escape from my label "The Millers Daughter". Time must have slipped by because by the end of our walk the sun had already set on the horizon. He has fallen hard for me and I hate to say it but I think I've fallen hard too. There's only one obstacle in my path to destiny. Princess Eva.