Hours after the party, I was pacing back and forth in my room in Philip. My hands were wrapped around my head, right where my temples were pounding against my head. My mouth was partly open, as if I was trying to catch flies. Pretend to be in a relationship? You just couldn't do something like that! It was virtually impossible to fake a relationship with someone I did not even feel that way about. Though it was a relief it was not an arranged marriage, or I would be running to the hills, not looking a mile behind me. I couldn't leave. I was being held here until wherever I had originally lived, was ready to welcome me back after so much paperwork was being filled out, in order for me to be a future ruler, which if I had to thoroughly think completely about, scared me to death. Around people, I could act as formally as possible, but when I was alone, it was as if I was a completely different person. I wonder if Prince Wilfred was the same way? As I think back to the room incident, I wouldn't think he would do something like that if he was afraid of ruining his image. Collapsing onto my back, I closed my eyes as I fell onto the bed. Sighing, I soon heard the sound of a small knock on my door.

"May I come in?" A voice spoke from outside the door.

I responded, giving them permission to enter. "Sure."

It was Wilfred, only wearing a white button up shirt with a black tie. How could he look so formal, without even trying to appear formal? Finding myself getting caught up in his appearance, he chuckled, seating himself beside me on the bed.

"Are you admiring me?" He joked, peering closely into my face from a safe distance. Unlike last time when he had pinned me down.

"Y-You wish." I pushed his arm playfully, looking away from him. I was hoping the blush on my cheeks wasn't that noticeable.

It was silent, and I swore you could hear my heartbeat through the empty atmosphere. I turned back towards him, to see his was still glancing at me. Cocking my head to the side, he smiled kindly at me, and stood back up.

"If you do not wish my company, I will make my way out." He sounded somewhat disappointed as he walked towards the door.

Soon, I found my body shoot up from the bed, grabbing onto the sleeve of his shirt to prevent him from exiting the room. He looked back at me, with wide eyes. He seemed surprised by my sudden action, and to be fair, so was I. Realizing I was looking at him with pleading eyes was the most embarrassing thing.

"W-Wait. You…don't have to leave. I'm just awkward with situations like this. I never did socialize with others, so hearing you actually talking to me is something I…um…enjoy." I spit the last word out shyly, looking down at the ground.

He responded by coming closer to me, tilting my chin up with his index finger cushioning under my chin, and his thumb resting upon it. I returned his gaze as he did this, but remembering the talk I heard with him and Lord Michel made me feel awkward all of a sudden.

"You're so unique. Though I have never seen this side of you before, so it interests me." I felt his breath tickle against my face.

"Heh." I giggled, looking back up at him. "Are you saying I interest you?"

Why do I keep flirting with him so casually? Or was I even flirting at all? It's like the words just slip out of my mouth. But I had to keep acting civil. I couldn't let it bother me as much as it was. If I had just mentioned it, he would know I was eavesdropping on him when I should not have. He must have noticed the worry in my face, and released his hand from my chin, and looked back at me normally.

"Is there something worrying you? If you would not like to tell me-"

"I can't do this! I'm sorry!" I interrupted, turning my back towards him. I looked down, biting my bottom lip, not believing I had just spit out the words. I had no choice. It was aggravating me to the point where I could not hide it from him anymore. I could feel his confusion behind me, but he just spoke calmly, as if nothing had just happened.

"What are you talking about?" He asked puzzled. I turned around to look at him, revealing a worrisome look. Like he had done something wrong, but his eyes had a hint of coldness in them.

"I…I heard what you and Lord Michel were speaking about. I was in the courtyard during that time as well. How the media is supposing we are in a relationship just because we had danced together, and you had planted a kiss on the back of my hand, they automatically assume something is happening between us! It makes me so irritated! Can you not be friends with someone who is of the opposite gender without people assuming you two are dating? I don't understand this whole royal thing! Is it going to be like this forever? Having my personal relationships be dug out of me? It's affecting you too! I don't want you to get involved in my problems. So please. I can't do something like this. They will just keep meddling if we do show them we are dating. I don't care what they say! I'm going to continue to speak with you like a normal human being! They can think we are dating all they want, because I surely will not-"

Wilfred silenced me by throwing his arms around me in comfort. His hand rested at the back of my head, as it rested on his shoulder forcefully. Wide eyed and surprised, I looked back at him as best as I could, to see he was looking straight ahead. Before I knew it, I was grasping onto his back tightly, realizing I was pouring out tears. The stress had finally hit me, and the pressure of everything was leaking out. Sobbing in his arms, he just patted my back in comfort. His arms were warm and secure. I felt safe in them.

"I'm sorry. I'll do my best to ensure you don't get involved in anything that will put pressure on you. You don't deserve this."

"W-Wilfred…" I whispered through my tears, seeing I was getting his shirt all wet from my tears. Giggling realizing this, I pulled away from him, though his hands still rested on my back, and my hands were also still wrapped around him.

"I want us to be friends. Does that sound like a good deal for you?" I kindly smiled at him, while his eyes wandered around the room, as if he was thinking deeply about something. A few moments later, he gave a smile, and a quiet chuckle.

"For now, of course." He spoke softly, and headed towards the door, looking back at me before closing the door behind him. "Good night Adelina." He said before exiting my room.

For now? So did he mean this was only temporary? I hadn't known what he meant by that, but I suppose I would find out someday what he meant. All that mattered was that he agreed with me. It made me happier than anything, even though I was acting like a little 14 year old girl. But when was I not? Yet again, I needed to remind myself of maturity.

"Good night. Wilfred." I whispered, knowing the door separated the two of us. But that didn't hide the fact that I was smiling to myself.

The only words that echoed in my head were "For now".

Meeh, I feel like I need to make these chapters longer. OKAY, starting today, I will make each chapter possibly around 2000 words long, or slightly lower if I can. :3 I have a lot planned for this story, so I hope you enjoy it so far.