WARNING** CLICHE STUFF ALERT!

Jks, okay maybe there are some cliché stuff, soz XD

Thank you all my reviewers and reader for encouraging me to get this story going, I swear I was going to abandon it before you all were determined to get this going, I dunno how, since the first 3 chapters r like sooooooo boring XD

The merry tune just couldn't help but be released as Stella happily hummed, spinning around the to get ready. Her phone was on full volume to one of her favourite songs 'Hey Mama', as she tossed the valid clothes for today on her bed.

The fact that she was still in her undergarments didn't matter to her when it comes to dancing around in her room. She had gotten used to at atmosphere of The Shield's Palace and thought of this room as her own, since she had renovated it herself to fit her personality.

Prince Brandon had decided on taking her to the palace library chamber in hope that she might like reading even if it was children's books. He just wanted to abandon her somewhere so he could focus on his business. He was already on behind on numerous things, and if he lost anymore, his secretary won't be able to handle it.

"Damn that girl," He cursed, running his hand through that tousled hair. His mind which had travel into space thinking about his plans had lead him into the room.

"Uh," Was all it took to snap him out, there was music blaring out around the room, and 'she' stood in front of him, frozen in place, in just her underwear. Her skin was exactly like moonstone and he found himself absorbed to that blushing porcelain of a body.

It didn't help Stella either since he was basically half naked, in a pair of shorts and topless, flaring out those rock-hard abs. The night he had spent with Kiara, before she went home had left him tired and absent minded this morning.

"B-Brandon," She stuttered trying so hard not to stare at those muscles.

"O-oh yeah, sorry," he muttered meekly stepping out of the room, his face doesn't usually blush but that didn't stop his mind from re-generating that beautiful body. She literally leapt to the door, slamming it shut before sliding on the floor, her face burning in colours. Slowly she reached up, and patted her cheeks, trying to get rid of the images in her head.

"Damn," Brandon cursed, collapsing on his bed and staring at the ceiling. Sure she was pretty and cute, but never had he imagined her to be so sexy, it almost made him go insane. Sure Kiara was hot but her body was pampered and well-maintained, she was technically royalty and royal ladies all had the same foundation whipped bodies, Brandon was tired of seeing that. But Stella, her skin was natural and pure, she had no make-up or fondant what so ever, and the scent she gave off was so enchanting.

He sighed, picking himself up and stumbled to his walk in closet, picking out a pair of slacks and a shirt. Gradually he strolled out of his room, dressed and neat finding Stella fiddling with her shoe lace, she nervously shot up as he walked towards her. He could make out the soft faint blush she still had going, feeling a smirk creeping into his lips.

"We're going to the library," He said as plainly as they come, her soft pink lips gaped open.

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"I hate the library! It's the most boring in the world, just books, book and more books," She complained her blonde locks swaying side to side.

"We'll books are good for knowledge,"

"I already know everything I need to," She insisted, "Can't we just go to the pizza place in town or get some tacos?"

"No,"

"Do you ever go anywhere besides business trip?"

"Yes, dates," He kinda regretted saying that, he didn't want her knowing about his love-life. She didn't answer after that, just glanced away letting him take control, "Let's go,"

The library itself was a chamber in the back gardens, it was massive, around a third of the whole castle and it held around over trillions of books, all lined up in rows. They looked nothing like books from your average community library, they were all old, dusty books.

"What genre do you like to read?" Brandon quizzed finding a nice quiet spot in the corner to file out his paperwork.

"Do you have any comics?" She asked, slightly bored already.

"Comics?" He cross-questioned, Brandon had never read comics or so much as seen one, other kids his age used to read comics like Superman, Batman, Wolverine and other superheroes, while he always had his nose in a book on algebra, business and other education stuff.

"Or graphic novels? Even a manga would do?"

What the heck is a manga?! Brandon thought confused, he'd never even heard of a manga before.

"No, we don't have any of those," He informed, taking a seat on the table tucking in the corner. Stella groaned annoyingly as she dragged herself into the aisles of the library.

"No, graphic novels huh? Well then I'm gonna have to make do with what I have," She smirked jogging to back of the library, just as she thought there was a small store room, towards the back and just her luck it was unlocked. Stella quickly slipped in, switching the lights on. Damn this place was dustier than under her bed! She rummaged around, blowing off dust as well as cough on them.

Finally she spotted a ladder, hidden behind a pile of more old books. Grabbing it she dragged it out, making sure not to make excessive noise to notify Brandon that something was wrong. she leaned it on a book shelf around 30 or 35 shelves high and made sure it was stable, before climbing it gingerly being careful she won't lose her balance and fall.

Silence…

Sweet silence…

Where's is she? It was too quiet, and Brandon knew there was something wrong. He stood up abruptly wander through the aisles. His first thought was that she hurt herself, but she'd have screamed like a fire alarm if that happen, to his surprise he caught sight of her, on a ladder around 20 ft high leaning over to grab a book.

"Idiot! Get down, you'll fall," He called, she glanced down, a small smile on her face as she shook her head.

"Don't worry Bran," She bellowed back giggling as she reached over for that particular book. Slowly the ladder tilted and she grabbed ahold of the book,

"Stella!" Brandon snapped, she froze, he had called her name, for the first time. He never called her name, it was either 'idiot', 'stupid' or 'guest'. A happy flurry ran through her, he actually did care to know what her name stepped down one bar to gradually make her way down. She was almost down when unexpectedly her foot slipped, and she lost her grip, knocking over an abundant amount of books, along with herself.

"Shit!" she screamed, plunging to the floor, but she didn't, instead she found herself gazing steadily into a pair of warm chocolate orbs.

"Are you okay?" His breath was hot and minty against her face, his voice was so gentle, so kind. She opened her mouth to answer him but nothing came out, she was shocked, absolutely astonished, he was literally hugging her to his body, those wash-board abs against her stomach. He quickly caught note of the situation and released her, standing up so they were a good metre away from each other. She bought her knees to her chest, recovering from the shock.

"Y-Yeah, I-I'm okay," Stella nodded, never has she been in contact with him before, it was all scolding and yelling from his mouth. "T-Thank you," She muttered standing up to straighten herself.

"You should get some rest," He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Brandon couldn't believe himself either, why did he jump to rescue her? Was it because he saw her porcelain-like body and didn't want it hurt? Either way, he had saved her, and he clearly hated himself for feeling a spark run through him when he hugged her. He was an engaged piece of the royal family, why was he so drawn to a blonde disaster?

Slowly he watched Stella limp out of the chamber, and collapsed in the nearest chair, running both hands through his hair.

What is she doing to me?! He thought bitterly.