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kind, I love that!” I wasn’t expecting to like someone so much.
                  I left the bar area and slowly made my way out of the ballroom.
     
                 

 
     
    As I made my way towards my room I couldn’t help but notice that Alexandra was leaving. Or trying to I suppose. She was actually walking towards the outer right wing of the castle where my room was. I followed her but for some reason I couldn’t stop her. She got to the end of the corridor and looked around.
    “Where I am? That French lady told me to go down this hallway and then I would get to the door?” she whispered under her breath.
    “Uhm, Alexandra?” I said with as much confidence as I could muster up.
    “LEOPOLD? Did you FOLLOW me?” She said half-screaming
    “I’m sorry Alexandra, I didn’t mean to seem like I was following you. I just couldn’t help it, I was going to my room and then I didn’t know whether or not to call out to you or if I should just wait for you to turn around”
    “Oh so now you can talk without a stutter? So I was right” She seemed mad, but she didn’t speak with an angered tone.
    “I promise, I’m not like that, just hear me out!” I didn’t know what else to say.
    “Leopold, I heard what you said to your servant. I know that you aren’t like all those other guys. I’m sorry for misjudging you. I just, my, my uhm, my relationship, uhm, past relationships have been a little rocky.” It was her turn to be nervous.
    “Oh, it’s ok. Thank you for giving me another chance” I hope that wasn’t too forward. She was giving me another chance right? “If you don’t think that I’m being too abrupt, would you like a coffee or tea or something? My room is through that door right behind you, but if it would make you feel more comfortable… we could go to a guestroom or the living room or…” I was out of options.
    “I don’t mind. And I’ll pass on the coffee, but I would love to just relax for a few minutes, I’m not good with this party and dancing thing.”
    “I’m sure you’re not as bad as me” I chucked
    “We’ll have to see about that” she spoke with a flirty tone, I think she was actually opening up to me.
     
    We sat on my wooden chest by the window. I set a blanket and a few pillows underneath us and she asked me questions about what being royal was like.
    “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation with that French lady. Something about your brothers being the type of guy I thought you were. Who are you exactly and what’s it like being a Prince.” She seemed to be very engaged in our conversation, I liked her attitude and energy.
    “Well, for me, it’s not that different than anyone else’s life. My parents seem to hate me and I don’t agree with anything they do. I know that sounds harsh and I hope that doesn’t turn you off, but that’s the honest truth. I suppose the money associated to royalty is nice, I’m not going to lie. But I hate how there is poverty when people like us have so much. I want to give back to the people, I want to make a difference but I never will, being the youngest.” That’s when it hit me, even if my poisonous sugar works, it’s not like I’ll have the crown before my brothers. How could I be so stupid?
    “Thank you for your honesty, Leopold. It means a lot to me. Sometimes it’s hard not to tell our secrets, but it is also important not to judge those who have things to hide.” Did she know about my plan?
    We talked for hours, passed midnight. I couldn’t help but realize that she was getting closer and closer to me. It was hard to not think of how my brothers would reign before my, but then again I’m sure that I can figure something out. No matter what, my parents won’t be using that sugar till Sunday’s tea, and that’s three days away.
                  Alexandra and I talked about our childhood and our goals. She wanted to become a doctor but didn’t know if she could get