Juliet's pov

Juliet walked through the streets of Neo Verona, in a simple shoulderless white Blouse and and a simple tie-died hemp skirt that didn't reach her knees, showing off a bit of thigh, and her skin showing off a bit as Juliet finished of her outfit with her boots. She sighed as she heard Mrs. Smith lecture her a bit, before giving her a good Humored smile "ahh, I, keep forgetting my dear that dressing. Up as a boy at least half at the time does a good number with you etiquette, make sure to avoid the nobles if you're wearing that outfit!"

Juliet laughed good naturedly, and simply nodded. Everyone single commoner of Neo Verona,well except for the carribineri, and some other backstabbers who simpered at the feet of nobles, scum of the earth who were lapdogs to those fat cats , as the common people like to call them, knew of Juliet's alter ego, well one of them anyway, though she suspected Dr. Lancelot and a few elderly knew by the knowing smiled they gave her. She smiled as she walked down the streets ready to buy groceries for Cordelia. The storekeeper looked at her and sighed, "looks like we have to get a new signal soon Odin." She smiled sadly, Odin, that was what she was called when she disguised herself as a boy. She smiled sadly, and nodded, a part of her was excited for her birthday, a chance to be able to visit her parents grave, as Conrad would not allow her to, said he heard a superstition that the magic that earned her of the girl hunts would disappear earlier than her 16th birthday if she did, though she vaguely suspected that wasn't the only reason.

Juliet ever since at the tender age of 8, was able to protect her people, by a sacrifice of disguising herself as a boy, whenever the nobles came to pick victims for the girl haunts or "girl rescues" as they called them. Juliet sighed I. Disgust, and the storekeeper nodded sympathetically knowing what she was thinking about. The nobles had bullied the commoners, taxed them heavily and took advantage of them. Juliet would always hear stories of how Neo Verona was once a prosperous place, filled with prosperity and and a just king and fair king that cared for every single subjects well being. Now we'll, Neo Verona was only a place for those fat cats called nobles, with their watch dogs called the carabinieri, occasionally, Juliet would see either a noble or carabineri guard take an interest in a girl and force them for a night, on those occasions. Juliet well, was a little reckless, disguised as a boy or not, and she get severely scolded. But that was a great way to make friends. Well Juliet to the people was their little warning signal and they appreciated the sacrifice she made. But she looked sadly at the ground, the storekeeper noticed it, and grabbed her hand and squeezed it reassuringly "don't worry dear, we'll have a year before Montague can set up another girl haunt, we'll think of something. "

It didn't remove her guilt at leaving the townspeople behind, even if she could do nothing about it, the magic that helped her earn the people would disappear when she was 16 years old, as it was that type of magic spell. She sighed faking a smile and nodding hoping to atleast be strong for the townspeople and her friends. She wanted to know who she was and the past she forgot, memories that would be a blur for her, but she also wanted to see the propel she cared for safe. She sighed as she saw a group of girls nod to her and wave, as well as shook her head as she saw yet again Francisco flirting with a pretty girl, as the storekeeper's wife was ready to hit him with a broomstick for flirting with her daughter. She had to restrain herself not to laugh as Francisco was caught in an awkward situation. She sighed hoping they were right, that everything was going to be ok, she would be turning 16 in a month and she was afraid for them. Besides she reassured herself they somehow prolonged the spell to last for 6 more months after her next birthday, they would be ok, besides what could happen in 6 months that could change her?

Romeo's pov

He sighed reciting the line he called over and over again to a young noblewoman who had confessed her love to him. "I am so sorry, but I am already promised to another." She sighed and looked at him with longing. Lady Hermione de Borromeo was of an extremely wealthy family, sweet, docile, and extremely beautiful. She really didn't know how sorry he was that he had to reject her for some girl he doesn't even know if she's alive. The golden haired beauty sighed and looked at him with tear filled amethyst eyes, "I know my lord I admire your sense of duty, and with that she went off crying.

He sighed Lady Hermione was an acquaintance he knew ever since early childhood, whom he was never particularly close to, just Doned the deameanor of a gentleman to her like everyone else, kind, chivalrous witty, a true Prince Charming that made every girl hush. All the young unmarried noblewoman and few married women were infatuated with him and he knew it, like he also knew he could use the fiancée excuse every single time. Though admittedly he did have someone once, a sickly noble woman a real beauty who asked him to make her pregnant to give birth to a child. Her father begged him too, he was a high lord, and all the other high lords who looked at Rosaline, for that was the girl's name, with pity begged him too as well.

He lectured the nobles of how he had duty, how he was engaged to someone, and they lowered their heads, they were still undying loyal to lord Capulet, but his daughter, well they wanted her on the Throne due to their loyalty to her father. Romeo then knew he had them and with great effort looked like he reluctantly agreed on their request. That night he made his father proud. He was 14 years old by then, and he, ever since a young age knew the true shallowness and deceit of nobles. He couldn't fully trust anyone, but kept a gentlemanly demeanor. Which he did his father proud, Romeo though different from his father in most aspect was as politically savvy as his father wanted him to be, and Romeo learned by now how to escape punishment with words.

Lady Hermione had dressed herself quickly in tears, not too long her father came and apologized to him, telling him they didn't mean to I Sylt his honor. Romeo smiled good naturedly and told it him it was alright the heart wants what it wants. And the noble lord left of very grateful, and reassured him, that the goddess would surely reward his goodness by delivering his future wife to him. Romeo just smiled.

At the age of 6 Romeo Candore Van De Montague had been engaged both by Otha no soul to the daughter of the decreased lord Capulet, everyone knew this. And as the noble man left and his father came looking at him knowingly and sympathetically as Lady Hermione was a real beauty Romeo sighed and told his father "she better be a looker." And his father nodded knowing his son also had needs.

Hi, So I decided to make Romeo's character a little darker and less naive but not as dark as his father, more like Arthur from Merlin.