[Prima]
SNEAKING IN THE woods at night was fun. Lying in the meadows with his arms wrapped around me. It is all but fantasy. I make myself believe it is a fantasy. A magical feeling, I can't resist. We are bonded by the moonlight. There is comfort and peace whenever I am wrapped up in Theo's loving arms.
Somehow, someday I must profess the truth. But I don't know how to tell Prince Theo, and I deceived him. I am using him, that all I needed is one thing. The heirloom. The ring of life that belongs to me—to the Bethencourt.
But how? How could I take away a thing from the boy I loved if it would cost him his life. . . his throne? Is his love for me strong enough to defy his grandfather's orders?
I was born a royal, but Theo isn't. He was a newborn found in the woods named Ephraim Guidevi
