♧Prince Kitt♧

---------------Prince × Girl from the slums-------------- _____________________________________________ ----------------------Two different worlds------------------- _____________________________________________ Your Pov~ You grew up in the Slums. Cold, dirty... You had to fight to survive. So that's what you did, stole food from upcoming carts, slipped of watches given the chance and if you got lucky, steal a few silver shillings from those none better of than you. His Pov~ Grew up in the castle. Luxurious, comfortable... Not like he had much of a choice. He was born into this. The heir to the throne. "Be the best or nothing at all" the words of his father drilled into his head before he even knew the meaning of it. Here is no room for mistakes. _____________________________________________ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Story~ Like you've learned- luck runs out... You get caught stealing food and get chased by the royal gaurds. Adrenaline rushes through your vains as you run. Muscles take over as they remember the pattern youve memorized all to well- sharp turn to the left, over the wall, up the chimney and down the gutter. This has been your escape for a few years now- in case you so happend to get caught. No such luck...the chimney you use far to often is blocked up with wood. "Time to improvise, i suppose" you say. You take a new route and find yourself in a place full of beautiful flowers, breath taking fountains,but... no such luck. You here a deep voice coming from behind you "Lost I suppose?"- he smiles Dammit, for all the people in the world you run into the Prince. Your mind races at the thought of whats going to happen to you. Extra whipping? Death? But he just stands there staring at you as if your the most intressting thing in the world. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- ___________________♡♡♡♡___________________ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••