My maids had been giddy all morning. Apparently, they had asked the Prince what the date would be so they could dress me appropriately. I was put in a white blouse and a high-waisted, blue and white striped skirt that ended above my knees. My hair was curled and left loose, and some light makeup applied to my face. As always, I insisted on wearing my silver necklace with a shooting star. To top my look off, Emma put a sunhat on my head, with a pink bow tied around it. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.

''Thank you so much! You've all done a great job.''

I stood up to hug them, and Sophia beamed, ''We're so excited for you. The first date with the Prince is all yours! You're going to love it.''

I pouted, ''I can't believe you guys know what we're going to do and you're not telling me.''

''We promised the Prince, and we can't exactly break that promise,'' Emma said matter-of-factly.

''You're right, you're right,'' I mumbled as I slipped on my nude strappy heels.

Suddenly, the nerves settled in. I was actually going on a date with the Crown Prince. The first date! And the fact that I had always had a crush on him didn't exactly calm my nerves.

Hazel saw how nervous I was and grabbed my hand, ''Don't worry and just be yourself.''

I nodded and glanced at myself in the mirror one last time. This was it.

The Prince had requested me to meet him at the lake, and so I walked down the marble steps of the Palace, through the palace gardens until I saw him standing by the docks.

I took a deep breath as I walked up to him, my hand fiddling with my sunhat.

''Lady Olympia,'' the Prince smiled as he took ahold of my hand and brought my knuckles to his lips.

''Your highness,'' I softly spoke as I curtsied, barely able to look him in the eyes. Why did he have to look so handsome?

''Please, just call me Killian,'' he said as he let go of my hand. He was wearing a white sweater with black stripes on it, the sleeves rolled up, and black shorts underneath. If he wasn't the Prince, he probably could have been a model.

''Okay, Killian.. Then you can call me Olive,'' I said as I finally looked him in the eyes. I couldn't help but smile back at him as I saw the grin that was plastered on his face. It was quite infectious.

''Are you ready for our date?''

I nodded and tore my eyes off him, looking behind him to see a sailboat ready by the docks. ''Are we going sailing?''

Killian nodded and looked at me curiously, trying to read my reaction.

My smile grew instantly. ''That sounds like so much fun! I've never actually sailed before, but it sounds thrilling.''

Killian laughed as he grabbed my hand again, ''It's not so much thrilling as it is relaxing. Follow me.''

He led us to the end of the dock, keeping my hand in his as he stepped inside the boat. He released his grip on my hand and put his hands on my waist. Without a warning, he lifted me up and set me down on the deck. I couldn't prevent an ''Oh!'' and the giggle that followed from leaving my mouth. He certainly was a hands-on kind of guy.

''Have a seat, milady. Just sit back and watch me work,'' he said as he gestured for me to sit down on the cushions that he had prepared on the deck. In the middle, there was a basket filled with all kinds of sweets and fruits, along with a bottle of champagne.

I took a seat as I watched him work the sails and ropes. His muscular arms were very apparent because of his rolled up sleeves, and I couldn't look at him without blushing. A silence passed between us as he readied the boat and we started moving forward on the water. This wasn't the time to be shy. I had to make my date with the Prince count.

''So..,'' I started as Killian came over to sit across from me, ''You've had a lot of experience sailing?'' Smooth, Olive, so very smooth.

''I've been sailing ever since I was a little kid. Being on or in the water always seems to calm me down,'' he said as he took a strawberry out of the basket and popped it into his mouth.

''You must have grown up with a lot of pressure on you,'' I said as Killian started stalling all the content of the basket out on the blanket in between us. His eyebrows knitted together and he looked up at me and flashed me his signature grin.

''I don't want to talk about me. I'd rather talk about you.''

All of a sudden, the different cakes and pastries started to look very interesting. ''My life isn't that interesting,'' I said, my eyes still fixed on the sweets and my fingers playing with the edge of the blanket.

''Oh that can't be true. Everyone has a story,'' he replied. ''My story is known to all of Illéa so there isn't much to say on my part. I want to know your story.'' He took out two champagne flutes out of the basket and poured us two glasses of the sparkling liquid.

I took the flute he offered me and brought it to my lips, taking a big sip. I expected to feel something, but strangely, I didn't. My experience with drinking alcohol was very limited, so maybe champagne was just not that strong? I took my gaze of the blanket and looked him in the eyes.

''I used to live with my grandparents until my grandma died six months ago. Now I live with my parents, grandfather and my baby brother and sister. They're twins.''

''I'm so sorry about your grandmother..'' Killian looked awkward, to say the least. I could see that he regretted asking me about my life, and he could probably sense that I didn't want to elaborate any further.

''That's the summary of my life,'' I took another sip. Still nothing. ''On a less serious note, I love being in nature. And reading. Reading while surrounded by our beautiful world is probably my favorite thing to do.''

Killian seemed to relax as I changed the subject. ''You sound like a lady after my own heart. Do you like horseback riding?''

''I love horseback riding!'' I exclaimed enthusiastically, almost spilling the remaining content of my champagne glass.

''Then we should do that for our second date.''

I blushed at his notion that there would even be a second date. At least I wasn't screwing this up.

We continued chatting while stuffing our faces with delicious sweets. For one, I learned that as a child, Killian would spend hours in bath because he loved the water so much. Since there wasn't a pool in the palace, and the Queen felt bad for het little Prince who was constricted to his tub, the King had an indoor pool built just for him.

''Have you ever seen the cartoon movie The Little Mermaid? Apparently, ever since I saw that I was convinced that I was a merman. I even had my own little trident that I used to carry with me everywhere. I thought my name was too 'humanly' so I made everyone call me Triton, like the merman King. Glad that phase is over.''

His childhood story made me burst out into laughter, as I imagined tiny, proud Killian with a tiny trident. ''I hope you have pictures. I need to see those.''

''Oh I do,'' he grinned. ''But I'm saving those for my future wife.''

I pouted as I grabbed the last brownie muffin. ''That's not fair. They sound too precious not to share with the world.''

''Life isn't fair, sweetheart,'' he replied as he winked. I was just about to take a bite out of my muffin, but my gaze was fixed at him, muffin still hovering in front of my mouth. That stupid crush was even preventing me from eating this delicious chocolaty goodness now.

''Is there something wrong?'' Killian asked as he came closer.

I dropped my muffin on the blanket as I leaned back, nervously shaking my head. He kept coming closer though, which did nothing for my nerves, and I started scooting backwards, until suddenly..

''Olive, watch out!'' he warned as he extended his hand to me. The deck underneath me suddenly disappeared, and before I even fully registered what was happening, I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me, falling backwards.

We hit the water with a splash. I quickly came up, gasping for air. My hat had disappeared and my mascara had probably reached my chin by now. Killian was treading water in front of me, and he was actually laughing. ''Thanks for pulling me with you. If you wanted to take a swim, you could have just said so.'' He pushed the locks of hair that were stuck to his forehead out of his face as he grinned in amusement.

''I-I'm so sorry!'' I stammered, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. ''I.. I didn't know we were sitting so close to the edge of the boat. And now my hat is gone.'' I mumbled as I averted my eyes, scanning our surroundings. I wasn't really looking for my hat, but I was far too flustered to look him in the eyes. Had I really just pulled the Crown Prince into the lake?

I felt a hand on my cheek, and I looked at Killian with my eyebrows furrowed and a sense of dread in the pit of my stomach. Was this it? Was he kicking me out?

''Hey. I just told you that I was a damn merman when I was little. Don't be upset. I don't mind getting wet.'' He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear. ''Look at the positives. The water isn't cold, I will probably never forget this date, and the world is beautiful.''

He seemed to look at something besides us as he said this, and I followed his gaze. ''That's beautiful..'' I gasped. The sun was setting, casting a beautiful orange glow over the rippling water of the lake. The sky was enveloped in different shades of yellow and orange, the Palace proudly basking in its brilliance. I had never seen anything like it.

''See? Not so bad, right, Miss Nature?''

I smiled and looked back at him. ''Thanks for not kicking me out on the spot.''

He laughed. ''Why would I do that?''

I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could even get the words out, I was interrupted by his lips on mine. My nerves from before seemed to vanish in thin air and instead were replaced by fluttering butterflies.

...

Killian had found some blankets on the boat to wrap us up in, and while our clothes were still dripping wet, we had found some warmth. He helped me off the boat and onto the dock as he had carried me on, and he offered me his arm as he carried the basket in his other hand. We walked down the dock and up to the Palace steps in comfortable silence.

I could still feel his lips on mine. I couldn't believe that I just had my first kiss with the freakin' Crown Prince of Illéa. During sunset. After falling into a lake. It couldn't have been more perfect if I had planned it.

He walked me to my room, and pressed a kiss on my knuckles as he smirked. ''I had a great time today.''

The butterflies sprang to life again. ''Me too.''

''Have a great night, Olive.'' He let go of my hand and turned around. I kept watching him while he walked down the hall, until he was out of view. I brought my fingers to my lips, softly touching them. I smiled to myself as I turned around to open the door to my room. I had made up my mind. I wasn't going to tell the other Selected about our kiss. It was something between me and Killian, and it was far too precious to me to share with them.

There you go, the first date! Sorry for not updating for a while as I mostly kept with my uploading schedule of once a week. I just haven't been feeling that great these past days. I hope that wasn't reflected in the quality of this chapter, but it is definitely reflected in the length. I'm sorry it's shorter than usual, but I decided to just focus on the date and not bring in any of the other Selected. I really hope you still like the chapter and the date. I'm happy with the way the date went but the quality of how it is written.. urgh I don't know. I'm in a weird headspace right now, forgive me!

Oh and come on, of course Killian would kiss on the first date. Of course.

Pinterest update:

- Prince Killian board: his date outfit
- Lady Olympia board: her date outfit

Thanks again for the amazing reviews, they always make my day! Thanks for reading and keep reviewing.

~wolfofstark