HI! I apologize for not updating in a while. How long has it been? Three weeks? More or less. Yeah well I've had a shitload of homework and the finals are in a couple of weeks so I've been studying my butt off. I decided to write this chapter in Eli's POV just so you can see Eli's view on things since the beginning like how he felt and what he saw. I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writting it. Review please!

Disclaimer: Degrassi is not owned by this chick.

ChapterThree

Eli's P.O.V

It was about noon. My shift at the market place was over and the classes for today were canceled. I had time to kill.

Hmmmmmm….what shall I do today?

I thought to myself with a devilish grin. Many things came into my mind. My devious mind.

I could pester the old man from down the street or I could visit my friend Adam or….

…I could pay a visit to the princess; from a distance, of course. She's the most beautiful girl in the entire kingdom. Princess Clare Martin.

I sigh contently just thinking about the princess. So I decided to go to the castle.

As soon as I got to the castle at the top of the monstrous hill at the edge of the kingdom, I noticed a cluster of people around. Then I remembered that there was going to be a ball in the evening for the celebration of King and Queen Martin's eleventh wedding anniversary. They always have a huge celebration each year. I never come though, because I'm never invited. Only rich and important people are able to attend; not poor, unclean people like me.

I search for any sign of the princess, and then I see her. Her beauteous, shoulder length auburn curls were bouncing with delight as her bangs flow perfectly down her face, over her ocean blue eyes. She has the most flawless figure I have ever seen. The emerald green dress Clare wore hugged her body tightly and the intricate golden-like details sewn on her arms and torso made the dress elegant and sophisticated. She also wore her tiara on her perfectly rounded forehead. The golden cross necklace and matching earrings she wore were glistening beautifully.

Princess Clare, as if she knew I was staring, looked my way and we locked eyes for a moment before I became red and turned my attention somewhere else. When I glanced back at the princess, she was gone. I looked to my left, then to my right.

Where could she have gone to?

I found her walking down a few flights of stairs as if she was going to the dungeon. I decided to follow her just to make sure she was alright.

As I predicted, we were now underground in the dark and cold dungeon. I was a few steps behind her so she would not notice me. I heard her call out a few names. Maybe she didn't know where she was.

How is that possible? This is HER castle for goodness sake!

I mustered up all the courage I could and touched her shoulder to reassure her. I guess it didn't work as well as I hoped because she gasped and when she turned around I saw the fear in her gorgeous eyes.

"Madam Clare. Art thou alright?" I ask hoping that she doesn't slap me for unintentionally sneaking up on her. When she didn't respond, I decided to continue.

"Pardon me for alarming thou. It was not my intention. I merely wondered what a graceful princess such as thyself was doing in such a shabby place like this." I complimented. Clare stuttered like crazy and I laughed inwardly because I knew that she was nervous around me, which makes me very flattered. I love the effect I make on girls even though I only have eyes for Clare; how they turn into putty when I talk to them or how they blush like mad when I compliment them or shoot them one of my award winning smirks.

She said she was in a search for some nurse, which made confused me.

"Well I am afraid thou will not be able to findeth her in the dungeon," is what I answered her. Clare turned as red as a beet. I would have never guessed that I would be the one to make Princess Clare Martin blush. She insisted on me to call her just by her first name and not bow down to her; I didn't object. Honestly, I'm glad she did because this means that she is a commoner at heart and that she is modest, not like some wealthy folks that are very arrogant. I, like the gentleman I am, lead her to the nurses' headquarters. Having Clare's arm through mine made me wonder what we would be like as a couple. I wondered what her lips tasted like and what her personality was really like. I can just imagine how much more amazing she is if only I got to know her a bit better. But I know that royalty and commoners aren't supposed to interact with each other, let alone have a relationship.

We arrived there a few minutes after and I surprised myself because I don't live in the castle and, somehow, I knew where the nurses' headquarters was. I can imagine how embarrassed the princess must have felt. She must have had something conflicting her to get lost in her castle. After saying our goodbyes, I stopped dead in my tracks as I heard a loud voice behind me. My blood sunk down to my feet when I turned back around and saw who it was that called my attention. Next thing I know, the queen is giving me a speech on how I need to be respectful to rich and important people such as herself and her daughter. This is exactly what I meant when I said that I hated arrogant people. Instead of giving her a piece of my mind and getting my sorry ass thrown in the dungeon, I apologized and bowed down to both ladies standing in front of me. I was a light shade of red not because of embarrassment but of fury. How dare she tell me what to do and how to act!

She's the queen you idiot! I scolded myself.

Before I could finish bowing and apologize one more time, another voice was heard; Clare's.

"No. Elijah, get up. Mother do not dare talketh to him that way. He is a human being such as thyself and I. He deserves to be respected as well." My mouth fell open and my eyes widened. Did she just...

She just told the queen off! She stood up for me! Princess Clare Martin just stood up for me, peasant Eli Goldsworthy! And now she's holding my hand! I thought to myself as Clare took my hand in hers and dragged me away. She said something but I was too busy celebrating in my head to listen. This is easily the best day of my life; even better than the day I was born. Ok maybe the day I was born was more important because none of this would have happened if I didn't exist. I was going to praise her for helping me out when a little voice entered my mind.

You did this Eli! If she gets in trouble it's all your fault!

I felt guilty and decided to just keep quiet the rest of the way, wherever she was taking me.

We got to the royal garden a few minutes later and Clare chose to sit on a bench near the large majestic fountain. Clare was the first to speak.

"Listen, Elijah…"

"Just call me Eli." I interrupt. As soon as the princess turns to look at me, I immediately regret it. I manage to say I'm sorry under my breath. I doubt she heard me though. To my surprise, she took my hands in hers and gave me a reassuring smile.

"Alright, Eli." She emphasized with a lighthearted tone in her voice.

"Thanks again for helping me. And I'm sorry about my mother. Lately, she's been taking the whole 'I'm-the-queen-so-do-what-I-say' thing to her head." She says forming air quotes with her fingers.

Well at least Clare agrees that the way her mother is acting is not right. Before I knew it, Clare and I were having a conversation as if we have known each other for ages. My heart was racing the whole time. Then, she said the one phrase that changed my life forever.

"Can thee keepeth a secret?" She said ever so innocently. I was unsure on this. I might end up getting hurt. Or worse. I might end up hurting Clare. I looked into her eyes and it's as if I saw into her soul. I saw sadness and a plea for help. So I nodded allowing her to tell me her secret.

That was the biggest mistake of my life, yet the best decision I've ever made. It was the moment I let her into my life and she began to control everything.

Alrighy! Thank you guys for reading. Those of you who still continue to stick around would you do a fellow degrassian a favor and recommend this fanfic to others. It would mean a lot. Oh and if you want to see how Clare's dress looked like, its on my twitter girlscandream93

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