Years have passed since the night of the princess and the knight. Due to their different social standings, the two never got together, all their life wondering what could have been.

Kara Zorel, the princess of the Kingdom of National, wedded a prince from the rival kingdom, Prince Mike Matthews, to bring peace between their kingdoms. She loved Prince Mike but her heart still aches for the now Royal Knight, Bartholomew Henry Allen.

Bartholomew, after witnessing Kara be wed to another man, decided to move on from her. He met a nice village girl named Patricia Spivot, she was a farmer's daughter and looked very much like Kara. She was beautiful and Bartholomew loved her as much as he could.

National City, Present Day…

"Good morning everyone and welcome to National City's very own Festival of Heroes. This event was first held back when National City was still known as the National Kingdom and monarchs ruled the place." The tour guide perkily said as she guided the tourists through the crowd.

Kara Danvers, a reporter for Catco Worldwide Media, stood with the tourists, unamused. They were getting so many facts wrong.

"And now, you have half an hour to sightsee. There are food stalls, bathroom stalls, and game booths for everyone. Just please be back on the bus after 30 minutes or you'll be left behind."

Kara started to walk towards the food stall, the ride made her hungry, she just hoped that they have potstickers. What Kara didn't see was the children running over to the game booth close to her.

The next thing she knows, she was falling. She closed her eyes, waiting for her impending doom when a set of firm hands grasped her waist and steadied her.

"You should be very careful, ma'am." A voice said, which made Kara turn around and take a quick look at her savior.

It was a man, his frame was fairly well built, skinny but he has muscles in the right places. He has dark brown hair and intense green eyes that Kara seems to get herself lost into. And the weirdest part is he looks familiar.

"Thanks, mister, I'll be much more careful next time." Kara said, feeling her face get hotter and hotter as the second pass by. "I'll get out of your hair."

"Wait," the man yelled out, grasping her arms to prevent her from leaving. "I never got your name."

"I never got yours."

"Good point. My name is Bartholomew Henry Allen, I'm a forensic scientist for the National City Police Department." The man said, proudly. "But you can call me Barry though."

"A forensic scientist?"

"Yeah, my friends and I just came here from Star City, there was a case there that I had to help out."

"So this festival is for you, huh?"

"No, it's for me and the detectives and the officers. I once tracked down my family bloodline though and saw that one of my ancestors was a knight of the kingdom, isn't that crazy?"

"A knight? Wow, very noble."

"And the weird part is he looks exactly just like me."

"Really? That's weird." Kara replied with a quizzical look.

"Also a weird question, have I seen you before? I just feel like we already saw each other some other time."

"No, not that weird. I feel the same. Like I already met you somewhere."

Both of them looked at each other weirdly, seemingly can't place where or when they saw each other.

"The bus is leaving in 25 minutes."

This snapped Kara out of her stupor, she still had to write her article about this event.

"Look, I have to go and interview some people but why don't you join me for the day? Keep me company."

"Really? Are you sure? I don't wanna be a bother."

"This is a fluff piece given to me by my editor and sometimes this kind of stuff actually bores me, so yes, I am very much sure."

"Okay then, where do you wanna go first?"

"Over there, by the food stall."

"I just realized, I never got your name."

"It's Kara. Kara Danvers."

Barry accompanied Kara while she asked the festival-goers questions, it was the basic stuff; 'why are you here?', 'what's your favorite thing about the festival?', and 'would you go again next year?'.

As Kara interviewed the festival-goers, Barry was staring intently at her. He knows he read that name somewhere but then again, it's a pretty common name.

"All done, thank you so much for coming with me. I didn't bore you to death, did I?" Kara asked, snapping Barry away from his stupor.

"No no, don't worry. So, what do you wanna do? It's a festival after all and there are games and foods, it'll be fun."

"Well, that interview really made me hungry, is there any potsticker here?"

The two brought food and talked about everything and nothing. They laughed as they took a stroll around the fair. Barry even won Kara a blue teddy bear with a crown on its head. The two brought a copious amount of food and settled on a table.

"Oh and I remember this clear as day. One day, my alarm clock didn't wake me up and when I woke up, I'm already fifteen minutes late. I washed as fast as I could and managed to get to the precinct only twenty-three minutes late. So once I stepped out of the elevator, I tried to sneak to my lab before Captain Singh saw me but before I even reached the stairs, he already yelled my name. He asked me why I was late this time and I panicked because I thought he was gonna fire me, so I said I had car trouble. I don't even own a car." Barry told the blonde, who laughed and even snorted a little bit, making blush.

Hours have passed and the two remained in their little world where it's just two of them. The crowd at the festival started to lessen and the sky was slowly getting darker.

"Wow, it's getting dark, huh? We should probably go, I think my friends left me alone." Barry said, looking around them.

"You're right, I don't wanna make my sister worry, I should probably go. Thanks for today, Barry." Kara said as she stood up and disposed of their trash, after doing so, she smiled at Barry before walking away.

"Kara!"

Kara turned back to Barry, looking at him questionably.

"Let me accompany you home, I can't in good conscience leave you to walk back home alone by yourself," Barry said, catching up to Kara.

"Sure,"

The two talked as they walked side by side, laughing at every joke the other told. Before they both know it, the two of them were in front of Kara's apartment building.

"Thanks for today, I don't it would be as much fun without you keeping me company," Kara said with a smile.

"Yeah, well, right back at you," Barry said, smiling back.

In one quick gesture, Kara stepped forward and pressed her body against Barry's. She stood there on her toes as she placed her lips against his.

Barry was shocked, he didn't expect the kiss but it wasn't unwelcome either. He kissed her back but after a while she pulled back, her eyes wide open in shock.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to happen. I probably read the situation wrong and you probably have a girlfriend already. I just, can we still be friends and just forget about that?" Kara rambled, nervously fidgeting with her glasses.

"No no no no, it's fine really. It's fine. I was just shocked that's all but, uh, I really like the kiss."

"You did?"

"Yeah and for your information, I don't have a girlfriend. So with that out of the way, can I buy dinner sometime?"

"Sure," Kara replied, a big smile on her face.

"That's great. That's great, I'll just text you the details with the number you gave me earlier?"

"Yeah, have a good night, Barry," Kara said before entering the apartment building.

"My night already went great." With that Barry walked away with a smile on his face.

Both of them continued with their life, not knowing about the unforgettable night that their ancestors shared. Their timing wasn't perfect in their previous lives but now, maybe they could be together.