How did he know? I was careful.

I stayed quiet and stared at William. He throws me a stupid smirk and steps close to me, leaning down to grab my chin with his hand.

''I know about you sneaking off at night. And I want you to tell me right now, where you sneak off to!'' He whispers harshly at me. I stare at him with wide eyes.

''B-but.. How did you…'' I trail off.

''How did I know? That doesn't matter. What matters, is how would you keep me from telling your father?'' He leans closer and I make a disgusted face as his other hand goes up my thigh. I flinch away.

''Don't touch me!'' I push him away and quickly stand up, backing away. He laughs.

''You're not in the best position to be telling me what to do.'' He says. He steps closer to me again, making me take a step back.

''Now…'' He steps closer .''How will you convince me, to keep my mouth shut..'' He traps me against the wall and I shiver.

''William please…''

He leans into my neck and I feel his lips against it.

''Ok! Ok!... Please stop! I-I'll….. I''ll be the best wife you could possibly find! Just please!... Please let me do what I want until then… Please!''

He stops and slowly looks at me with a smirk.

''I think I'll like that.'' He lets go of me and I let out a loud sigh.

''I'll let you enjoy your freedom… because once we're married, you'll be all mine. Don't say I don't love you Nova.'' He winks at me and exits my room.

I stand there. Unable to move. I feel warm tears running down my face. I don't want to marry him. I can't. He's a horrible person. I can't spend the rest of my life with him. I just can't. I sit on my bed slowly, hugging myself.

But I have no choice. If I don't marry him, I'll be left in the streets. Alone. With no family. My dad would disown me.

A bit over a week goes by and I haven't left my room to go see Sparks. I don't want to risk anything. I'm afraid. I miss him. I really do. As each day goes by, there isn't a day that I don't miss him. Maybe I feel more for him then I thought. But I'm afraid to, I can't. I just can't.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear a knock on my door.

''Come in!'' I yell. My father opens the door and I smile a him.

''What is it father?'' I ask. He comes in with a huge smile on his face.

''I came to wish you goodnight darling. I know I don't do it every night anymore but it doesn't mean I don't love you. With your wedding announcement only some time away it made me realize how much you've grown.'' He gives me a warm smile and I smile at him back.

''I love you too dad. Thank you.'' He nods and leaves my room.

I sigh. If only I was able to talk to you. Talk to you with trust. One week. One more week until I finally lose my freedom. I look over towards my balcony and smile. If that's the case, then I have to make it worth wild. I quickly lock my door and turn off my lamp. I excitedly change, ;leaving my room and being extra careful this time on sneaking out.

Sparks POV

''One more!...'' Otto manages to slur out. Drunk already and still asking for more at the Loon bar. Louis laughs and pats him on the back, serving him another shot.

''That's right Otto! A real trooper you are!'' Otto laughs and takes the shot.

''c-come on… Spark! S! Take another with me!..'' Otto slumps over onto the bar with a groggy smile. I roll my eyes.

''Now that you got him this drunk louis, You're in charge of carrying him home.'' I say. Louis laughs and throws his arm around my shoulder.

''Awe come on… This is what having fun is about!'' His breathe reeks of alcohol, having drunk almost as much as Otto. I shove him off.

''I'm good.'' I say blankly. He takes another shot, scrunching his face up at the taste. He begins to joke around with another one of his friends. My mind trails off. Trails off to her… Myra.

I sigh and look down at the glass of whiskey in my hand. Getting lost in my thoughts, the music and loud people having fun begin to fade, leaving me in my thoughts, thinking about her. I can't feel anything for her. I just can't, my life is too dangerous. It's too risky to have someone you care about.

I smile to myself slightly. But I couldn't help it. Myra was making me feel a way that I haven't felt in so long. Something that I never thought I was going to be able to feel. It's been more then a week and I haven't seen her. I wish I knew where she lived, maybe I could of snuck her out. I miss talking to her. I want to see her.

I look up and something catches my eye. No?... It can't be…I look closer, trying to see around everyone. I see a glimpse of yellow.. Is it her? I squint my eyes and stand up, I see her. She's looking around the bar, in her dark clothing and beautiful eyes. Is she looking for me? She scans the room again and our eyes meet, she flashes me a huge smile. I grin, quickly leaving my seat and walk toward her.

''Sparks!'' I squeeze by some people and reach her. She smiles at me and I give her a warm smile. She made my heart beat.

''Well, if it isn't the princess herself..''I wink at her.

''Stop calling me that.'' She rolls her eyes.

''Don't tell me you came here looking for me?'' I say to her. She crosses her arm and cock her eyebrow at me.

''MMM, I don't know.. Maybe I came looking for something a little more fun..''

''Fun? Well I'm the definition of fun. Nothing more fun around here then me..'' I say leaning into her. Her wide pink eyes, making goosebumps run through my body as she stares at me.

''I don't know if I'll bet on that..''She says. I chuckle and before I could reply, I feel someone place their hand on my shoulder. I look over to see Louis. He stares at me and then glances over at Nova.

''You didn't tell me you had a little girlfriend Sparks..'' Louis steps towards Myra and takes her hand, kissing it.

''And a beautiful one too.'' I grab his hand, making him let go of her.

''Mind your business Louis.'' I say strictly.

Louis smirks at me.

''Oh come on Sparks… Don't be rude. You're not going to introduce me?'' I glare at him. Who does he think he is. I don't want him anywhere near Myra. I look over at Myra and she had a confused look on her face. I don't want her suspecting anything weird is going on. She'll start asking questions. I clear my throat and look over at Myra.

''Myra… This is my… friend Louis. Louis… this is Myra.'' I say. Myra smiles at him.

''Hello Louis, it's nice to meet You.''

''The pleasure is all mine..'' Louis winks at her.

''We should get goi-'' Louis interrupts me.

''You look familiar… Myra.'' He says. I look over at Myra and she had a look of shock on her face. Almost scared.

''M-me? No! I think you're confusing me with someone else.'' Myra holds her hand up shyly and flashes a nervous smile.

''Hmm, yea. Probably am.'' Louis pats me on the shoulder with his hand with a smirk. Walking away. I look over at Myra, looking nervous.

''Are you okay? What was that?'' I ask. She looks at me with a smile.

''What do you mean?'' She says shyly. I cock an eyebrow but decide to ignore it.

Nova's POV

Maybe Louis recognizes me? I really hope not. That would be nothing but trouble for me. Especially if Sparks found out who I really was. I want to enjoy my last week of freedom with Sparks, before I have to live by William as his loyal fiancé and wife.

''Hey, what's wrong?'' I hear Sparks say. I look up at him and he's looking at me with a concerned look. I sigh.

''I-it's nothing.'' Sparks grabs my chin, making me look up at him.

''Come on, let's get out of here.'' He flings an arm over my shoulder and we both walk out of the bar. He leads me to his horse and he helps me on.

''Where are we going?''

''Looks like you need some cheering up. I don't think this environment is the best place for you.'' He flashes me a warm smile as he hops on as well. I slowly hug his waist as we head off into another lovely night.

…..

Me and Sparks both lay at the top of the beautiful waterfall he showed me. We stared up at the stars. We shared laughs and teased each other like we normally always did. I had fun with Sparks and enjoyed being around him, more then anything else in the world. He made me laugh, made me feel happy, and just made me feel a genuine feeling of care. A feeling I haven't felt in a long time. I felt safe and protected, even though we were just friends. But I was still curious on one thing.

''Sparks… can I ask you a question.'' I say.

''Of course, princess.'' He says with a smirk, looking over at me. His fur glowed a bright red under the bright moon above us. Making him look more handsome then he already was. I look away and back up at the stars.

''Can I know why… why you hate the Royals so much?'' My question is followed by silence. Looking over at Sparks I see he has sat up, now sitting criss cross, looking over at the huge palace I lived in. I sat up as well.

''They're horrible people. Nothing they do can possibly bring any good.'' He said blankly.

''How do you know they're all so horrible, maybe you still have yet to meet a good one.'' I say. He snorts.

''Please. A good one? None of them are good. They all deserve the worst. I can't wait to see them all dead. This town would be better off without them.'' I stare at him in shock. What must have happened that caused him to hate so much. I couldn't even be upset at the fact that he wished death upon my family. I saw pain in his eyes. Pain that made him think this way.

''Lets say we meet one of them one day, and well maybe he or she is somewhat nice? What then? Would you give them a chance?'' He looks at me confused.

''Are you friends with anyone in that home?'' He acts strictly. I shake my head quickly.

''N-no. Of course not. I'm just trying to understand you. What happened that made you hate them so much.''

''Why does it matter.'' He looks away and stares into the distance. I decided to stop bothering and stay quiet. It wasn't any of my business. I hug my knees and look down at the grass.

''I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound cold.'' He says.

''It's okay. I should be the one apologizing. I didn't mean to bother..'' I say. I hear him sigh deeply.

''I'm just… I'm afraid. Myra.''

''Afraid?'' I look at him confused. He looks at me deeply.

''I don't think we should get close.'' he throws me off guard.

''What do you mean?''

''Myra. I…..'' He looks down again. I scoot closer to him. Putting my hand on his shoulder.

''What's bothering you so much?'' He looks at me. Worry in his eyes.

''I'm… I'm not a good person Myra. I don't think we should get closer.'' I slowly remove my hand from him.

''I don't understand. You seem like a great person. Caring and fun. I surely enjoy being around you. I…. I really like being your friend Sparks.'' He looks up at me. Almost shocked at my response.

''You don't know me Myra. I'm basically a stranger to you.''

''Well, for being a stranger, I seem to know a lot about you.'' I say with a smirk. He crosses his arms.

''Oh really? Like what?'' I proceed to list off some of his favorite things, all the while, Sparks having a dumb founded look on his face. I blush.

''I listen.'' I say.

''Listen? Sounds like you admire me.'' He says leaning in.

''N-no. I just care for my friends.'' I say He chuckles. Leaning back, as a cool breeze flows through us. He closes his eyes and so do i. Feeling the nice fresh air. Moments like these are ones I don't want to end. I sadly look over at my home. So big but feels so empty. I frown at the thought of having to go back home to my prison. Where my future consists of me being trapped forever.

….

As the day of the announcement grew closer. So did my worry. I didn't want to go through with it. But it was impossible to avoid. For the remainder of the week, I've been sneaking out to see Sparks. He's shown me how beautiful and exciting the world can be. I smile, looking down at my teddy bear. Tonight. Will be the last night I see him. I frown, feeling sad. I'm going to miss him. Should I tell him the truth? It's not like it would matter if he hates me or not after today. I won't be able to see him anymore.

I sigh and hug my teddy bear. Feeling the heart ache of losing any small freedom I had. Losing someone I truly care about.

''I'm afraid…. I'm afraid I've fallen in love…''

I hear a knock at my door that makes me jump a little. I sigh.

''Come in!'' I expected my father to be walking in but instead William walks through my door. I roll my eyes.

''What is it?''

''You don't seem very happy to see me. After all, tomorrow you'll be my fiancé.'' He says with a cocky grin.

''Against my will.'' I clarify.

He shuts the door.

''Must I remind you that you should be a bit nicer to your future husband? We don't want your daddy to find out about how bad of a girl you've been.'' He gets closer and I tense up.

''I-I'm sorry.'' I say looking away.

''I'm glad we're on the same page sweetheart. Now, I came to tell you that your father is expecting you downstairs. I told him I would fetch you, my beautiful wife to be.'' He winks at me and I give a forced smile.

''Of course.'' I say blankly. He steps close to me, placing his hand on my cheek. I look away. I hate when he's near me.

''I'll see you downstairs..''He grins at me and finally leaves my room. I sigh and throw myself on my bed. I have to see Sparks tonight. I have to tell him the truth. If he hates me, it wont matter. I don't want to randomly disappear on him either. Besides, once mine and William's engagement is announced, the entire town will find out and William and I will be introduced to be next in line after my father. Sparks will find out one way or another. I don't want him to hate me more for being a liar.

But will I be able to stay away from him? I feel empty without him, sad. Seeing him makes me happy. The feeling I get when I'm with him, is a feeling that I never want to lose.

Sparks' POV

Myra… Her name is pure music to my ears. I didn't know it was possible to feel so happy to see someone. Or to be near them. Myra gave me that feeling, the feeling of happiness. I forget the real world and feel almost like I'm in a fairytale.

''So who's the girl?'' I snap out of my thoughts to see Otto sitting next to me with a huge grin. We're sitting at our bar, downstairs in our secret room.

'What?'' I say. He smacks my back.

''Oh come on! I know that look. Who's the girl?''

''What girl?'' I give him a blank stare.

''You can't fool me! The look you're giving, and the daydreaming, it screams love!'' I roll my eyes.

''What would you know about that..''

He crosses his arms, ''I'll have you know, as a matter of fact, I am an expert in that subject! After all, it's how I feel about my whiskey!'' He takes a huge gulp and I cock and eyebrow at him.

''Quite the expert…'' I say.

''Why not tell us about her?'' I hear Louis, he walks towards us, sitting by us.

''It's none of your business.'' I say.

''Oh come on Sparks! We're friends, aren't we?'' I turn away from him, we are far from friends. With me and Louis, its strictly business. I would never want to be anything more with a guy like him.

''I don't know where you got that idea.'' I say.

''That hurt Sparky, well Otto, if you are curious, the girl is beautiful. Quite the looker.'' I scowl at my drink hearing Louis say those words.

''Is she!? Can I meet her?'' Says Otto jokingly. I stand, starting towards the exit.

''Stay out of my business.'' I say, standing up to leave the room.

I don't want any of them, knowing anything about Myra. I could put her in danger, or maybe she would hate me if she ever knew what type of work I do. The things I do for money. Or the type of people I hang out with. I doubt she would understand it all. I also don't want to put her in danger. She doesn't deserve it.

As I approach my horse I give a deep sigh. I put a hand on my horse, petting him.

''What am I suppose to do?'' I say, talking to myself. I've never felt this way and it almost scares me. This feeling that Myra gives me is something I don't want to go away. I even get excited, knowing that I will probably run into her again. I lean against my horse, he looks at me.

''What do I do?'' I ask him. I chuckle to myself as he gives me a blank stare.

''Should I tell her?'' If I tell her how I feel, would she feel the same? Or would it scare her away? What if I put her in danger. Or maybe she doesn't accept who I am. But this feeling is killing me inside. I have to tell her how I feel, and who I really am.