My names True Callern. I'm 16 years old. I live in a village called Arenathon. It's an old village, and i've lived here all my life, not that i've had any choice in that. But in the town centre, thats where the palace is. The prince lives here you see, and things are about to get..lets say different.


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I forgot to mention, that I do have 2 best friends.But I wouldn't really call them bestfriends, because we don't do all fun stuff together but, we help each other other, we trust in each other. His names Petra and her names Maisa. Let me tell you about Petra. We've been friends since we were 4, our mothers are friends. He's kind, funny, sweet, gentle, somehow mysterious even though he tells me and Maisa everything. Basically all the girls fancy him, because he's also very attractive. But i've never let myself like him in that way. And Maisa. She's amazingly pretty, sweet, popular with the officials so she can get away with almost anything. But she is determined and her mother passed away a year after her father did, so she has 3 kids and herself to look after now. But like I said, we help each other out.

Anyway, I looked at the prince to see if he was joking. He wasn't. I wanted to stay of course, I never wanted to stop looking at his perfect face and body. But then I knew I had to get home. Maybe i'll just stay for a while, I thought to myself. So I did. I ended up staying for longer than I had planned, a few hours actually. We just talked and talked. I found out quite a lot about the prince. He didn't like being the prince apparantley. He was lonely, because he basically wasn't allowed any friends or girlfriends for that matter. 'So how comes i'm allowed in?' I asked, curiously. He laughed a little. 'I told them that you were an old childhood friend, that i've known you for years and I know your trustworthy' he replied. 'Oh' I said quietly. 'I like you True, your different' the prince said. 'Well, your not too bad yourself, Mr. Prince' I joked, as we both laughed. 'Don't call me 'prince' I hate it!' He chuckled. 'Just call me Samuel or Sam' he said, his ocean blue eyes, glistening widely. 'Okay, Samuel' I agreed. 'Well, I suppose I better get going' I sighed. He frowned a little, but then looked up. I walked to big doors, and Samuel shortly followed. 'Thank you so much..for everything' I said, with a small smile. 'It's been my pleasure, thank you for keeping me company!' He laughed a little, so I joined in. 'Well..bye Samuel' I whispered, as he opened the door. This time there were no officials guarding outside. As I tiptoed down the polished marble steps, I heard someone call my name. 'True!' I spun around to see it was Samuel. 'Come back tomorrow?' He almost looked like he was pleading. My heart raced, as I thought of the next chance i'd get to see his beautiful face. 'Okay' I replied with a smile.

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