I sigh, staring into the distance with my open journal in my lap. Leaning against the giant oak tree in the royal garden, where the guards and certainly my parents usually don’t wander, it’s always been a hiding place for me. But something’s different today. I glance up, flinching when I see someone sitting in a branch above me. I stare at you, confused, before I snap out of it and speak …Who are you?
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1….Berry…:o
29/05/2025
*i ignore you*
*I grab your arm, stopping you. I'm desperate to make you understand* Please, just listen to me. I don't want to marry a princess. I want to be with you.
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