I do not own anything, except the words, no I don't even own that. Prince Roald belongs to Tammy P. so does Kel. It's a dark day for the world whenever somebody writes a fic like this and they have to write a disclaimer.
I believe that it happened shortly before I began my third year as a squire. It normally was just passing each other in the hall, sometimes talking at meal time.
But then, I began to notice her, really notice her.
Her light brown hair that had slightly darker brown and golden brown highlights in it, which was in a boycott when she first began page training, had grown to reach slightly past her shoulders.
She had a little delicate, pert nose that was dusted in freckles.
She bubble gum pink lips, where her bottom lip was slightly fuller, giving her a natural pout.
She had a stubborn chin that showed her determination and passion for fighting for what is right.
But, most importantly, the greatest-most beautiful- thing about her, would be her eyes. They were hazel, but there was a more greenish hint rather than brown. They held blankness to confuse people around her but they held such a strong melting pot of emotions when she wanted to, that would have made anyone fall in love with her.
It was odd how I had fallen in love with her.
I was betrothed to Princess Shinkokami, her best friend.
But, Shinko was more receptive than she led on, she realized that I wasn't committed to her all that much.
I knew that it was shameful, a betrothed PRINCE in love with another woman.
But oddly enough, I could have cared less about what those nobles said.
I loved her,
I love her,
And I will always love her.
My fellow knight,
My best friend,
My Queen,
My wife and lover,
The mother off my children,
My Keladry of Conté.
My Protector of the small.