***Sofia***
I've been avoiding Mateo for a week now, afraid if I got too close I would give in to my urges. Whenever we had to train, I would keep him busy with endless tasks and training regimes for his little soldiers. During class, I rarely spoke, while at dinner, I didn’t speak to him at all. Every night was spent in the safety of my room, where no one could see the tears I spilled for him.
To make matters worse, Julian’s visits were now a daily occurrence, where he claimed he wanted to get acquainted with the affairs of our Kingdom. He would spend many afternoons with father locked in his office.
My father didn’t like him much, but it appeared he tolerated him just the same. My mother, on the other hand, was absolutely thrilled at the thought of having Julian as my husband and her
