{Corona's POV}

It has been countless moons since my mother and father passed away. I had to rule the kingdom, alone and frightened. I needed my mother most, seeing how to be a queen.

But instead I must remain here, a princess, at the human age of 6, at the Conamari age of 16.

"Princess!" a guard yelled, rushing into the throne room. "We have spotted a human at our borders!"

I gasped. "Show me right away."

The guard bowed and led me to where the human was, just outside of the borders. He was about my age, 16, and had a little boy with him.

"Cyrus? Why are we out here? Where's my mother?" the little boy pouted.

Cyrus, the older one sighed. "Cole, your mother is dead. We have to stay here for a little while. We'll go back soon, I promise."

Cole frowned. "Dead? Mother's not dead. She can't be."

Cyrus knelt down with one leg, the other limply obliging. Cyrus set down his crutch. "Cole, I know this is hard for you, but your mom's dead."

Cole whimpered. "No…"

I clutched my chest, knowing what the little boy probably felt. I shifted my weight and fell off of the tree branch.

Cole squeaked and ran off, not looking back.

Cyrus picked up his crutch and eased himself up. He straightened his glasses.

I looked curiously at him, curiosity sparking in my eyes. He had long, shaggy black hair, pale skin, and stormy gray eyes. I on the other hand had green skin and one eye blue, the other a gold hue, blonde hair on top of it. Not to mention my hideous scar on my lip.

Cyrus blinked, slightly blushing. "Um...hello."

I felt my face heating up as I stuttered out, "Kairmenerchi." Translation: Hello

His eyebrows raised. "Garirmachuedesty?" You speak Conamari?

I smiled. He recognized Conamari dialect. "Mustadarewrioursteh, whorui?" I do, and you are?

He grinned. "Mellcasadora Cyrus Borg. Hayunara 16." My name is Cyrus Borg. I am 16.

So he was the same age as me. His name is unique, too. I grinned.

"Guapodoraforestinsgkeofere, Cyrus." I blushed, flustered at what I just said. You are good looking, Cyrus.

He blushed profusely. I giggled.

"I apologize; did I say something you don't recognize?" I asked.

He shook his head. "For a second I thought you called me good-looking, but…"

I laughed. "That's the funny part…"

Archimedes, my personal guard, fell next to me. "Prusnfjfhriekkiklemfkgjs? In other words, are you flirting with a human?!" 'Nuf said.

I blushed. "Can you blame a girl for trying?"

Cyrus turned a dark shade of scarlet.

Cyrus and I started 'dating' after that. But it ended when I got word that he was in the hospital.

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