My first lesson was horrible. It seemed that I could muddle up everything except breathing. I can't stop thinking about how Miss Benis, my language teacher, called me a cultural waste and a misuse of intellect. After that I went to go watch the jousting match. Jesope jousts for fun.

In a few hours I am meeting him to talk. I cannot wait. I do miss him so; I haven't talked to him in quite a long time. We've only talked twice because of the balls, but I am quite smitten with him. He has a strong jaw and beautiful golden tresses. His azure eyes are piercing, gorgeous, and mostly soulful. They say you can look into a soul through the eyes. When I look into his eyes I see purity and goodness, but that could just be his façade. Any way, I shouldn't ramble in such a repulsive manner because God forbid I think for myself.

After that I went to my room to summon Anne, my dearest friend and dare say servant. Although she is my servant I can only talk to her sometimes. Anyway she is primping my locks so I look lovely for Jesope.

"Did you see the two new guards? There names are Renaldo and Tobias. One of them has exquisite teeth while the other's pouting lips are charming. Although I do still think Restolin is the most handsome. His green eyes and strong build make him most to be desired," said Anne with many sighs in between.

"Come now Anne, you know that you can't make me change my mind about Jesope. He is all I have ever asked for, or at least what I've dreamt about all my life. But you are welcome to have Restolin, I find him repulsive. He's an unpleasant man with the mentality of a four-year old." I said in a huffy manner.

"I thank you for your permission to like Restolin," she said in a sarcastic manner, "but on a more serious not, how doth thou want her hair to look for the fine Prince Jesope?"

"I was thinking I would wear it down with roses weaved in. I thought this because of the fact that roses symbolize love and after all we were promised to each other."

"I know I can't change your mind but I can get you to think of something other than him. If I do say so myself is quite attractive, not that I like him one bit, he is by all means yours."

"I knew that, and if you ever wanted him then we would have a tiff to end all tiffs. Now hurry up Anne, I don't want to be late."

Anne is quite a lover. She always likes someone new. If it weren't for men then I do not know what she would do. Soon I reached his chambers. I knocked on the door and the chaperon opened. I stepped in and Jesope summoned me to sit on the couch with him. I was shy at first but then Jesope told the chaperone to leave.

"How did you do that? We're supposed to have him there for all our meetings," I said in a very displeased manner.

"I can do anything I want, remember I am the prince," he laughed and came closer. A little too close for comfort, if you know what I mean. Then his face turned serious and said, "Can there be a love so true that even in two brief encounters can make it present? Can this love make me think of thee every last waking moment in which I lived since I have met thee? Is there one person that can tame my soul and make me quiver whenever I think of her near? Is it possible that this love can withstand even the deepest fears and insecurities one may have, and is it possible that this love will last longer than the sun and the stars and flourish into a deep and even more meaningful passion? Could you ever find a love so deep, would you find it here, or do you think it's somewhere else, lying in the deepest trenches or on the highest peaks?"

"You speak of everlasting love; you speak of lasting longer than the universe. Why do you speak of such things so soon? Love can be a wondrous thing, but brought on too quickly it can be a horrible tortuous instrument. Is this love you speak of truer than the day itself and more deep than the ocean? Can it be that this is only a temporary passion a desire, or just simple lust? Do you think that this is right? A wrong turn in life can lead you astray to many beautiful, frightening, and tempting places; this may be a wrong turn. This could be the point of which everything can fall apart on you. Don't waste time thinking of love that may never be," I said with everlasting emotion.

"But I know this love is true. Please agree with me I know my love for you can sustain anything, anything life will give me. If my life falls apart because I love you it won't matter because I will have you and only you. Trinity you are my angel, the head angel in this Heaven of which I live and love. You can never tell if something is real unless you try it first, please Trinity, love me, at least try to love me. Love is a leap, but you've got to be inspired to jump, and Trinity, I've been inspired, so why not you?" He begged me to listen it was sad, yet beautiful. His way with words is amazing.

"I am inspired to jump, really I am, but I'm afraid, afraid of falling. You can't possibly imagine what war is raging inside of me right, now this battle of love and also of fear. Please don't make me choose so soon, not now, not right yet. You are the ideal man and I do say that when I lose all fear I will take that fateful jump a jump into the soul of another and please I need time, time to think and time to be inspired."

"Please Trinity I cannot wait. Every night I dream of the moment when our lips meet and we embrace each other in love. I dream of the moment when I see your beautiful lips form the words 'I love you.' I can also dream of the moment when I get to see you smile and tell me that your love is unconditional, forgiving, and overlooks my flaws. Please say this is true; please say that you can't deny me the one thing in this mortal life that I honestly deserve. Trinity say those three words that mean more to me than anything else in this life, and I will return it to you. Love is all I ask Trinity, love."

"It's growing late, I must leave. Besides I am feeling a little woozy. I shall see you tomorrow Jesope."

I left really quickly. As I walked from the room I grabbed Anne's arm and pulled her to my room. I started to cry and the whole story slipped out. I was ready to burst. I wanted to die, how he can talk of love if we have only met on two occasions. What could have triggered this? Is there something that I don't know; could I just be the object of lust for the flesh? All of these thoughts spilt out as Anne took the roses out of my chestnut brown hair. Then she said something, something I never would have guessed.

"During your meeting with Prince Jesope I walked the halls looking at all the artwork. Tobias was walking in the same hall. I pretended not to notice him but he came over to me and took my arm and pushed me towards the wall. He took both my arms and held them next to the wall. He started to pull his face closer to mine and he said, 'I know by the way you look at me and stare at me that you hunger for me. Don't you, you little devil of a thing?' He started to kiss my neck and he touched me."

"Why didn't you fight? By all of these years you should know how I feel about men treating women like objects. But tell my why you didn't fight."

"Firstly, he has a sword and I would rather have my neck kissed than slit. Secondly, he is of higher ranking than I, I am only a servant and expected to act as such. Unlike you I am not expected to fight, you are protected by your name, I am not." Then she brushed through my hair and after that she left. I feel so vulnerable and sad. There is nothing that can save me from Jesope's talk of love. I feel the same way for Anne, there is no way that she hunger's for that disgusting guard, he is vulgar and rude and who would dare touch Anne in such a vile manner. I must sleep; it's all I can do to relieve my uneasiness.

I didn't sleep. I couldn't rest knowing of all that was said and done that very night. I laid in my bed thinking about all of the beautiful words that came out of Jesope's mouth. He didn't even touch me, he was a gentleman about it but it was still shocking. The words that stuck in my head the most were, "Is there one person that can tame my soul and make me quiver whenever I think of her near?" He spoke in such a beautiful way, it almost seemed as though it was rehearsed. Finally I decided that I would sit and read. I read for hours without end.