America POV

As I was turning around, I was petrified; all my thoughts were swimming around my brain telling me to run. Who could it be? Will I be able to avoid the consequences?

It really didn't matter now, there is no going back. Once I turn around, I am met with these precious emerald-green eyes. I then found myself lost in the abyss of those jewel orbs, it's like time has stopped and I can look into those eyes forever.

"Hello, I couldn't help but notice that you were out here alone, so I came to see if you were alright only to see that you were crying. Tell me what the matter is?" His deep and entrancing voice was smooth like milk chocolate. When I finally got out of my dazzled state I quickly answered his question to not embarrass myself even further.

"Oh! I was just feeling a bit homesick, and I love going outside. It's where I go when I feel confided in a place where it's just not my type, like it doesn't suit me well." It seemed like he was going over my response and doubting it a little. I mean I did tweak the truth a bit, but I guess he just let it slide by the shrug he gave.

"So what's your name?" I stupidly and rudely asked, "Sorry! Not to sound rude or anything it's just-"

I was cut off by his beautiful and musical laugh," It's alright, you don't have to worry. I was clearly not thinking like a gentleman and introducing myself. I am Prince Aspen of Spain, cousin of Prince Maxon of Illea." My jaw literally dropped at the new information that that was just announced. I can't believe that I am talking to a royal so casually and to top it off I'm in a nightgown that makes this more inappropriate. While sitting there like a fool, I was going over all the things that I have done in the past few moments that were completely embarrassing for me, that I have been doing in front of a PRINCE! I'm starting to panic, sweat is accumulating on my palms and I'm just basically red in the face from all the blushing.

"Well now that I have introduced myself, so why don't you? I mean it's only fair that I learn the name of the lovely creature that is right in front of me." I grimace at the endearment, even though he's really handsome I can't have him.

"America, my name is America your highness." I was looking down at my feet when a finger was lifting up my chin. I see his face smiling at me with those pearl white teeth. Then he suddenly starts to frown a bit, leaving me to once again panic if I offended him in a way.

"It's just Aspen; I really don't like all the formalities. When no one is around I want you to think of me as Aspen, not the Prince of Spain."

It's like every moment that we are spending together is like the sun rising to start a new day, it's the start of a new relationship as 'friends'. We were just enjoying each other's company in silence, when suddenly there was a gasp and a rustling of leaves from the bushes. All I could think about were the rebel attacks that happened at the palace. I know that they suffered some, but why would they attack now with guards on duty?

"Stay here and run when I tell you to Mer."

"Okay and Mer?"

"Yes your nickname, America is just a mouthful to say."

As Aspen crept up to the bush painfully slow, I was sitting at the fountain holding my breath, waiting. When Aspen finally gets there oh so cautiously, he removes the leaves aside to reveal a very heart broken Prince of Illea.

"Hello cousin and hello to you to My Dear."

There was a small, timid smile on his face where you can see the sadness behind it. There was something I wanted to do to cheer him up, but alas there was nothing that I can't really do anything to help him with his sorrow that apparently Aspen and I caused.