As soon as Una retired for the evening, I pulled my cape from its hook and quietly left my room. I had been waiting for this moment all evening but now I wasn't sure what to do first, should I go simply knock on his chamber door and see if he was there? But then what if someone saw me? It wouldn't be safe but then was anywhere in this Palace truly safe?

In truth, I was worried about him as I realised, I had always subconsciously always been aware of his presence about Court, at dinner - he rarely wasn't around somewhere. Which always surprised me as he clearly isn't very sociable, but I suppose as a potential future King, he feels the need to be seen. I would ask him all these questions if I could actually find him.

Then my heart stopped for a moment as dread washed over me. What if one of his brothers murdered him? I mean, they would have to start fighting at some point, their father wasn't getting any younger. What an awful system, why couldn't it just go to the first born like I had read about the world connected to ours.

I felt my pace getting quicker at this last revolution my mind had created as I rushed down the corridor. Where should I try first? Septimus's room was so close, maybe no one would see me? It would be worth the risk; I could easily make an excuse.

Suddenly, my cape was forcefully pulled back and a glove over my mouth as it muffled my protest. I pulled my dagger from its holdall as I was pushed into what appeared to some sort of storage cupboard that I'd never really taken notice of before. I was ready to leap to my own defence when I came face to face with my captor.

"Septimus!" I almost hissed as I lowered my dagger to his amused eyes "Where the hell have you been?"

"It's not safe for you to come to my chambers" he warned me "However much I would you like you to".

Now I was blushing, hoping he wouldn't see in the darkness. It suddenly felt really hot in that small cupboard.

"I hadn't seen you all, I was...worried" I admitted to him easily "And I may have come to confront you."

"What have I done now?" He raised his eyebrow.

"You made me feel like I had dreamt the whole thing. I was almost thought you were avoiding me" I told him honestly.

"Well, I was avoiding you" he simply pointed out as my jaw couldn't help but drop a little.

"I see" I nodded, trying not to feel too gutted.

"Aren't you going to ask me why?" He asked heartedly and it made me cross with how hard he was to read as I snapped back "Why?"

"Revenge" he answered like it was obvious as I gave him an even more confused look on my face which prompted him to add "For making me jealous last night".

It took me a second, then I remembered all my dance partners at the ball. Feeling relieved I couldn't help but give him a nudge in his ribs as I replied "Are you being serious? You would have me worried all day thinking that I thought I had mistaken your feelings last night or you had perhaps been murdered for the sake of you gaining revenge!"

"Precisely" he nodded, like it wasn't a problem at all. At that point, I knew this Prince would be driving me to absolute despair for the rest of my life.

"You are impossible" I muttered, turning to the door to leave. He gently reached for my arm and remarked "And you talk too much".

As he pulled me in closer and planted one of those kisses I had been thinking about the past twenty four hours and once more, I was a lost cause.