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(King Ty)

I was sitting on my throne, just thinking. Out of nowhere, three of my guards burst into the room, out of breath.

"Your Majesty!" One panted.

"Princess Raquel got out!" I growled.

"SHE WHAT?!" My guards cowered with fear. "How much of Chicago did she see?" I demanded.

"From here to Town Square." One answered. I swear I wanted to throw them all off a tower.

"Ok..." I said calmly. "Can any of you explain to me WHERE SHE IS?!" I yelled.

"She-she ran off into the woods. Some Rebel probably got to her." At first, I was furious, but as I thought about it, this was...perfect. I smirked.

"I apologize for raising my voice. This is a good thing." I said. All three guards were confused. "The Rebels wouldn't hurt Raquel. No, she is kind to all of her people. They would give their lives to protect their princess, but they would give her up just like that for food, clothes, and money." I smirked. "Yes...take a team into the forest and search for any Rebel camps, but don't destroy them. Not yet..."

ONE WEEK LATER

(Rebel CeCe's POV)

The more time Princess Raquel spent in the camp, the less shy she became. She helped out with the children among other things and I couldn't help but smile. I was currently helping my mom cut some wood for the fire, glancing at the dark-haired princess every now and then, yawning softly.

"CeCe, why don't you go take a nap or something. You look exhausted." Mom said. I shook my head, cutting more wood. I couldn't stop. If I did, I would have free time. If I have free time, I'll think about Raquel and that was one thing I didn't wanna do at the moment. Raquel came up to Mom and I, smiling lightly.

"May I go for a walk, please. Ya know, so I can explore." She asked. Mom smiled.

"That's a great idea. CeCe, why don't you go with her." Mom said more like an order than a question. I nodded.

"Fine. Let's go, Princess." I said, walking to my tent to grab my pocket knife, sliding it in my boot before turning around, seeing Raquel fidgeting with her necklace she had. I raised an eyebrow.

"You ok?" I asked. Raquel jumped slightly. She must've zoned out.

"Huh? Oh..yeah. I'm fine..." She said. I sighed, walking over to her.

"What's wrong?" I asked. She looked at me, a glint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

"I had no idea Chicago was so...broken. For years now, my brother has told me how horrible the Rebels are, but...it's the Rebels that are holding the kingdom together." She said. "It's you and your mom and everyone else that's keeping the hope and faith in tact." There was that fluttering in my stomach again.

"Princess, it's you that's keeping the hope and faith. We keep fighting because we want you to rule Chicago." My response sounded better in my head, but Raquel smiled, hugging me. Personally, I don't like human contact and I would've pushed her away, but she looked like she needed the hug. I wrapped my arms around her and felt her relax. I couldn't help but smile. That fluttering moved from my stomach to my heart. I still don't know what it is, so I pushed it away, breaking away from the hug and ignoring the hurt look on Raquel's face. I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Sorry. I, uh, I don't like being hugged." I said. Raquel simply looked at me.

"Ya know, CeCe. You don't have to be so defensive. You don't have to shield your thoughts and emotions from me." She said softly. I relaxed slightly, but not much. Raquel smiled lightly, slowly reaching up and caressing my cheek softly. I felt conflicted. My mind was telling me to back away and run, but my heart was telling me to trust Raquel and my body relaxed a little more under the princess's touch.

Do I...like my princess?

I quickly shook the thought away as fast as it came. I couldn't. If anyone found out, I would surely be hunted down, captured, and executed. That "anyone" would be Raquel's brother and his heartless brutes of soldiers. Realizing Raquel was still touching my cheek, I pushed her hand away, taking a step back.

"CeCe..." She said softly. I bit my lip, afraid to confront my emotions...and ran away.

(Princess Raquel's POV)

I watched as CeCe ran away, biting my lip before running after her. I might've crossed a line with her, but I couldn't let her run off. CeCe doesn't know this, but I've been really paranoid lately. It's been a week since I ran away from the palace and Ty's gotta know that's I'm gone by now. I caught up to CeCe and grabbed her wrist.

"CeCe, stop! Please." I said. CeCe sighed and stopped running, but didn't look at me. I moved my hand from her wrist so that I was holding her hand. That made CeCe look up, at our hands first and then me.

"Wh-what are you doing?" She asked, looking scared.

"CeCe, it's ok. I promise." I smiled, softly intertwining our fingers together. Poor CeCe looked like she was going to bolt again. "CeCe, look at me." I used two fingers to softly tilt her chin up. "I'm not going to hurt you. I'm never going to hurt you. You need to trust me." I whispered. CeCe bit her lip as I wrapped my free arm around CeCe's waist. CeCe sighed, pulling away from me again.

"Look, you maybe my princess, but there's a reason I have trust issues and that's caused by the current 'ruler' of Chicago." She said.

I'm going to pretend that didn't hurt...

"CeCe, I'm nothing like my brother!" I said, raising my voice slightly. "I ran away from the palace. I ran away from my brother's guards. I've seen the damage he's done. Even I want to overthrow him...and I'm not even ready for the throne, to take over!" CeCe looked taken aback by my sudden outburst. I stepped closer to CeCe, taking her hands in mine. "I know you and your extensive family all have trust issues, but I shouldn't be a cause for concern." I whispered. CeCe looked up at me, sighing softly.

"You're not. Everyone loves you. Everyone trusts you..."

"...but you don't." I said sadly. I saw guilt flash through her chocolate-colored eyes.

"I want to. I really do, but...I can't..." She said softly, almost inaudible.

"Why not?" I asked just as softly. This time, immense pain flashed in her eyes and she shut them tightly, looking away. I hugged her softly. "Never mind. You can tell me when you're ready." I whispered. CeCe nodded and I couldn't help but smile softly as she hesitantly hugged me back. I held her close, protectively.

"CeCe?"

"Yeah?" She mumbled.

"Teach me how to fight."

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