I felt warmth around me in the middle of the night. It was good warmth. I knew it wasn't the just the blanket, because it spread throughout my whole body, sending Goosebumps down my entire arms. My eyes fluttered open, to see it was 2am. The night sky crept through the hotel curtains. I always loved waking up in the middle of the night, due to the fact it gave me a chance to enjoy the dark, nighttime more. Turning to my side, I saw Wilfred sleeping beside me, which surprised me at first, but I didn't want to wake him up. It turned out he was the warmth I felt. His arms were wrapped around me tightly, and a sleeping smile was on his face. I felt shy being with him like this, but not as much as I used to. Before I loved him, I meant. Brushing the hair away from his face, he let out a soft moan, sending butterflies into my stomach. Closing my eyes to pretend to be asleep, I felt his soft fingertips brush against my cheek. Opening one eye, I peeked to see if he was still sleeping. Was he doing this all in his sleep? Is this how he always slept? Relieved to know he didn't feel my actions, I whispered close to his face, something I would never say to him if he was awake.

"Wilfred…I've fallen in love with you." I whispered as softly as I could. "I've fallen in love with the way you treat me. The way you act like everything's going to be alright. There's not a trouble in your mind is there?" I was talking to myself now, as I looked at his sleeping face. Deciding to go back to sleep, I fell back asleep in his warm arms. The arms I wish I could stay in forever.

The smell of something sweet filled my nose, as I awoke to the smell. Seeing Wilfred was no longer beside me, I looked around the room for him, to see him standing across from the bed. A smile was formed on his face, while he approached me, and reached his hands out. He fixed my hair which must have been a complete mess. Pulling up the covers to hide my embarrassing face, he chuckled, and sat on the bed.

"No. You do not have to hide. You are extra beautiful in the mornings." He said it so casually yet again, it made my heart race. "I have ordered some room service. I apologize, but we have to leave right after this. I hope you do not think I am rushing you."

"U-Uh, no, that's fine. I wanted to leave afterwards anyway." I spoke, slipping out of bed. He sat beside me as I began to eat, and while eating I realized he had specifically ordered pancakes with strawberries on them. Icing sugar was sprinkled on top, surrounding my taste buds with sweetness. Glancing at him, as if to ask the meaning of it, he just laughed.

"Really? Strawberry pancakes? Should I have expected you to do something crazy like this?" I spoke, slipping a sugar covered strawberry into my mouth.

"I had thought you liked strawberries?" He questioned, as he watched me eat my pancakes. It made me a bit shy to eat, but I tried my hardest to ignore it. Seeing he wasn't eating, I cocked an eyebrow, and decided to ask him.

"If you like strawberries as much as I do, I believe you should be eating them yourself." I said, pushing my plate towards him. He just ignored my action, and reached out to touch my mouth.

"You have icing sugar all over your bottom lip." He spoke softly, brushing his index finger over my lip, to dust it off. But he didn't take it off. He left his finger there, and looked at me with a deep gaze. My heart began to race, as I returned his gaze back. "It appears you do not know the proper way to eat a strawberry, princess."

"I suppose I don't." I muttered, pushing his hand away from my lip, seeing I was getting caught up in his gaze. "We should get going." I stood up from the table, until his body shot up, pulling me in by the waist.

"Adelina." He whispered closely to my face. His eyes were looking down at my lips, where the icing sugar had just been. Shocked by his sudden movement, I had my hands by my sides, not even attempting to return his embrace.

"I've always remembered our promise. I hope you do too." His eyes looked saddened, as if trying to tell me something. A promise? I hadn't known what he was talking about. He noticed my confused look, and pulled away, avoided my gaze.

"Let us be on our way then." He spoke, holding open the hotel door for me to exit.

Flashback...

"Now, Now, Adelina! You must play nice with the others! We do not throw sand at young Prince Wilfred!" Adelina's mother yelled out to her, while standing next to the butlers.

"But he took my shovel!" Adelina exclaimed, sitting next to Wilfred on the night sky beach. Wilfred, in surprise, he looked at the shovel, and handed it back to the young princess. Dusting his clothes off, he stood up, and bowed to the little girl.

"I-I'm sorry princess! I did not mean to take your shovel. I thought it was mine."

Adelina looked up at him with flushed cheeks. Her emotions soon turned into a mostly cheerful one, like she always had been. She could never be mad at Wilfred, since he was her only true friend. Even though they were only three years old, they felt as if they had been friends for a long time. Adelina took young Wilfred's hand, and began running into the farther part of the beach. Footsteps were heard behind them, assuming it was both of their butlers.

"Hurry! They're catching up!" Adelina squeezed Wilfred's hand as their little legs took them as far as they could. Wilfred wasn't sure on where she was taking him. She knew this beach as her own. It wasn't a shock, due to the multiple times she had been on this beach.

"Adelina! Where are we going? Are you sure we will not get lost?" Wilfred was breathing heavily from the fast pace.

Adelina didn't respond. Her feet stopped above a tall mountain like hill, looking down upon the entire ocean. You could see the moon's light sparkling in the water, as well as the tiny stars that surrounded it. The green grass below their feet was warm. Looking down to see if they had caught up, Adelina breathed a sigh of relief, and threw herself down onto the ground, stretched out.

"I wanted to bring you to my secret spot. I've never brought anyone up here! Hehe! Isn't it so beautiful? It makes me feel even more like a princess!" Adelina was smiling while speaking, it made Wilfred smile too. He remained standing, until Adelina shot her body up, and stood beside Wilfred, looking down on the scenery.

"I'm scared, Wilfred. Momma said there's this woman who is after me. I don't know who she is, but she said that they should be prepared for something exciting. What does that mean? What have I done? I feel really bad." Adelina held back tears while looking down at the beautiful ocean. "She said I'm going to be taken away."

Wilfred knew this already. It was circling around the entire country. A lady was threatening to kidnap the princess once she had reached 3 ½ years of age. Which she already was. It was no surprise she was scared. She felt as if she had done something wrong to deserve this. Even though Wilfred was only 3 years older than her, he felt how she must be feeling. Wilfred stood beside Adelina in comfort, as she turned towards him. They were perfectly equal in height. It was obvious Adelina was tall for a three year old.

"Can you promise me Wilfred? If I go away, will you come looking for me? No matter what? Because I do not want to leave Mommy and Daddy! I don't want to leave at all!" Adelina threw herself in Wilfred's arms, as he wrapped his arms around her lower back.

"Yes. You are my best friend Adelina! I will do anything to save you."

Adelina looked back at him, tears streaming down her eyes. Wilfred used his thumb to wipe them away, as she giggled.

"Heehee. You really are like my prince charming Wilfred. I wish you really were. I hope I can marry you someday. Would you want to marry me?"

Wilfred's face was in shock, but a smile soon covered that up. He knew that he would never meet anyone else like Adelina. Though they were both so young, he knew that no one would make him happier than she would. He simply nodded, and gave a soft smile.

"Yes. I will make you my princess." He smiled while speaking, taking a hold of her small hand. It was much smaller compared to his.

"Promise?" She confirmed to make sure he would never break it. Though, she knew he wouldn't.

"Promise." He held out his pinky finger, but Adelina shook her head violently. "Do you not like to pinky promise? Is that not the usual way to keep them?

"Not a promise like this you don't! Something like this!"

Before Wilfred knew it, Adelina pressed her delicate lips to Wilfred's. Her eyes were closed, but Wilfred's were wide open, not expecting such a thing. Her hands were resting on his shoulders, and eventually he closed his eyes, letting their lips rest together for a while. But it soon ended, from the call of both their parents from below.

"Thank you. Wilfred. Next time, it's your turn to kiss me." Adelina smiled again. The smile Wilfred loved to see. He kept that promise in his heart forever.

Then the tragic day came. The day where everything had changed. A late night, all being heard was crying from the throne room. As the young Wilfred peeked into the door, He saw Adelina's parents on the floor, as if not being able to contain anymore emotions. Comforting staff surrounded them both, also expressing their emotions. As he stepped away from the door, he walked up the stairs to the guest room in where Adelina had slept the night before. The room was dark, and had no sign of Adelina. Shutting the bedroom door behind him, he saw a piece of paper sitting on the lamp side table of the bed. He recognized her small, delicate handwriting. Much too neat to be written by someone so young. Though the spelling errors made it clear that it was her. It was addressed to him before she had been taken away, and the sentence ended right where he supposed she had been kidnapped.

Wilfred,

I wanted to give this to you before, but I needed more time to write it! My spelling is tarrable, but I'm sure you can read it! I cryed myself to sleep last nite, because I'm scared again. I want you here to comfurt me. Why am I being a target? Am I a bad persun? They do not know when I am being taken away, so there are bodyguards all around the castle! It makes me feel a little safe, but I feel safer when I am with you. Maybe you can fite her off like my prince charming would! I am laughing now. I hope I do not go away. I know I am young, but Wilfred, I lov-

It cut off right where he wanted to read it the most. His tear drops fell onto the paper, luckily, not smudging the writing. He ran his finger over the letters, feeling the dents in the paper made from the pen. Where she wrote. He couldn't save her. He clung the letter to his chest, and fell onto his knees. He wasn't as strong as people thought he was.

He would find her, and save her no matter what. Because he would keep his promise.

End of Flashback.

Writing this chapter made me sad. I wanted to show you guys something you may not have noticed in the story. What hurts the most is that Adelina grew up thinking that she was abandoned under a bridge, when really, she was kidnapped by the woman who she thought was her real mother. Basically, her "mother" put all these false ideas into her brain, making her believe it. Her memory was a total blur from what happened ages ago. I'll contain more flashbacks in the next chapter, and it will be really good, so stay tuned. 3