Chapter 1

AN: Please Give this a try if you love Haleb. I have another story called Haleb Baby which you could read if you miss Haleb as much as me.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything.

The Royal Rivers family ruled over a small kingdom. The royals consisted of King Henry, his wife Queen Margot and their son Prince Caleb. The King and queen were cruel and power hungry leaders hated by their people.
The prince however, was more caring and appreciative of the kingdom that would soon be his.

"Caleb, get in here now!" The queen screamed.

The seventeen year old prince sighed and walked into the grand hall.
"Yes." He replied

"Caleb do not speak to your queen like that." The King said beckoning the servant to bring the dinner in.

"It's your birthday in a month and your turning eighteen, so we think it's time you find a wife." She said taking her fork from the table as she began to eat.

Caleb had been constantly reminded over the past few months. He knew his parents would force him to marry a wealthily stuck up princess to keep the royal blood line and make peace between two kingdoms. He wasn't like his power hungry parents who couldn't care less about there people. He was different. He cared about the people he would one day rule over and more importantly he wanted to marry for love although he had never found the right girl.

Caleb was deep in thought when a silver plate crashed to the ground next to him. The young serving girl who had been holding it dropped to the floor the clean up the mess she had made.

She looked up for a second and her bright blue eyes locked with his. Her blonde wavy hair went past her shoulders and she had the front pieces twisted back and tied at the back of her head.

"I, I'm sorry, my Lord." She stuttered looking down.

"Some one sort it out." The queen called, pointing her finger at the girl on the floor." Shes clearly incapable."

An older plump servant came over and helped Hanna. She whispered for Hanna leave before the queen got angrier.

Hanna ran out of the room trying to hold back her tears. She needed this job, it was only her first day and she'd already messed up, spilling food all over the prince and the floor. She carried on walking down the stone hall before she heard a voice behind her. "Wait."

She turned around and came face to face with the prince. He noticed the tear stained cheeks.
"I'm sorry my Lord." She said bowing her head slightly.

"It's fine, really, don't worry." He said smiling. "Are you okay?" He asked concerned.

Hanna was taken aback by the concern for a servant coming from the prince. "Yes, thank you. I'm fine." She said wiping her eyes with her shabby sleeve.

"Are you sure? "

"I'm sure. I have to get back to the kitchens." She said curtsying a final time before turning to walk away.
Caleb grabbed her arm gently stopping her from going anywhere.

"What's your name?" He asked.

She turned back around and replied. "Hanna." Before she headed back to the kitchens.

Caleb watched her walk away. Even tough she was dressed in brown rags and her hair was messy he couldn't
help but notice how beautiful she was.

Caleb was sat in his chambers reading through the guest list his mother had prepared for his birthday ball, which was an excuse to find him a wife.

There was a knock on the door and Hanna entered with a plate in her hands. "I've brought you your supper." She said keeping her gaze on the ground, shivering from the walk across the courtyard to his chambers.

"Thank you." Caleb said standing up and taking it from her. There hands touched for a split second and he noticed how cold she was. He looked up and saw small snow flakes in her hair. He reached forward and brushed a piece of her hair out of her face. There eyes locked on each other. She looked straight into his big brown eyes.

"I have to prepare your bath water." She said breaking away from his gaze and walking to the fire placing a bucket of water over it to warm it up.

"Id like to know you a little better Hanna." He said sitting down again and picking at his bread.

"I'm sorry?" She asked looking up at his remark.

"Well, if your going to be bringing me my supper every night. I'd like to know you a bit better." He said smirking.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"Sixteen." She replied pouring the first bucket of water into the bathtub.

"Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"No, it's just me and my mother."

"What about your father?" He asked sensing it was a difficult subject from the way she looked down when he said it.

"He's not around anymore." She replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry." He replied. "How long have you been working at the castle?" He asked changing the subject.

"Today was my first." She replied." Your bath is ready now."

Caleb nodded as she walked over a took the empty plate away. Caleb noticed she was still shivering, knowing she was probably going back to a cold bed.

"You know, I'm not really feeling like a bath tonight, but it would be a shame to waist all your effort. You should take a dip." He said smiling.

"Err, no. I'm fine, thank you my Lord." She said declining his offer.

"Nonsense Hanna, your freezing." He said taking her hand in his rubbing his thumb along her cold hand. "And you can call me Caleb."

"I, I can't-" she began but was interrupted by him.

"It's an order." He said gently, smiling.

Hanna sighed and glanced back over to the stone tub with hot steamy water. It really did look inviting.

"I won't look." He said turning his back to the bath giving Hanna her privacy.

She slowly walked over to the bath, making sure the prince wasn't looking, she untried her dress and slipped her boots off.

She lowered herself into the hot steamy water so that only her shoulders weren't submerged.

Caleb turned around when he was sure she was safely in the water. She was facing away from him. He could only see her shoulders but could sense how up tight she was.

"Relax." He smiled walking closer to her. She quickly pulled her knees up to her chest and Caleb took it as his cue to leave her alone.

As much as he wanted to jump in the bath with her he knew that would probably scare her off. He knew he was playing with fire letting a serving girl bathe in his chambers, but he couldn't help it. The way her beautiful blue eyes stared up at him sheepishly when there hands touched, he couldn't help but hope she was falling for him the same way he was already falling for her.

He took a seat again, reading through the list. Out of the corner of his eye he could see her relaxing more, although he couldn't blame her for being a bit tense. She was practically naked in the same room as the future king.

After a few minutes she turned her head to look at him briefly, signalling that she was ready to get out.

Caleb walked back over to her placing a blanket on the side." Do you need a hand?"

She shook her head and waited for him to turn around.

She wrapped it around her, picking up her dress and boots she headed behind the screen to change.

She walked back out fully dressed. Caleb noticed her struggling to tie the strings at the back of her dress.

"Here, let me." He offered gathering her hair on one shoulder do he could tie up her dress. He couldn't help but notice how smooth the creamy skin on her shoulders looked.

He leant down and pressed his lips on her shoulders leaving a light trial of kisses to her neck. She gasped slightly at the contact as he pulled away. She turned around to face him.
Caleb placed his hands on her soft cheeks pulling her closer as he planted a soft, delicate kiss on her lips. Hanna lost herself for a few seconds in the kiss but pulled away remembering she was kissing the prince. Her, a poor peasant girl kissing the heir to the thrown.

"I- I have to go." She muttered running out, leaving him standing there, confused.

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