Prologue
He looked over at the same time she did across the hall. Authority in her gaze, mischief in his. Opposites in their own right; especially when she's expected to be married to his younger brother like his mum keeps on saying. His exact words before his love for this girl started she's the miniature of mum, exact to the mother hen tendencies she always carries for others around. Little did he know she admired him for his exploits, his pranks. That she admires the fun he has with his twin; doesn't mind having all the fun in the world without the consequences while she has to remain most of the occasion strict, and cold-hearted as her best friends keep reminding her, like it's the bloody most oblivious thing in the world.