oh to be a stable boy who is best friends with the kingdom's prince.
you meet when you are young, and he likes you because your eyes are bright and your mouth is unguarded. you grow up together, each sneaking away from your duties to meet for brief windows of time. it isnt much but it is enough.
you realize one day, when the sky is clear and the air is crisp and the prince has thrown his head back to laugh at your dumb joke, you love him. he is surprised by your impulsive kiss, but not as much as you are. you jump to your feet, ashamed, but he grabs your wrist, rising to meet you. you babble out an apology. he holds up a hand to silence you.
"i did not say that i minded." he says quietly. you stare at him. he stares back. you are in a hidden patch of garden. no one sees you kiss him again
you hold hands back to the palace
he is your prince, and you are in love