“ We’re in this together, but I’m not sure I can trust you.” He confessed under his breath. I whisper,

“ The best things in life are a mystery.” I grab his back and pull him in closer. I take off his crown and feel the gold and jewels.

“ And every prince needs a princess.” I touch his face and stroke my hands down his jaw. My lips are a inch away from his. He smiles.

“ Are you a bad princess?” He whispers.

“ I can be.” I place the crown on my head. “ Perfect.”

“ I really can’t trust you.”

“ That’s part of the fun.” I murmur. He suddenly pulls me in close and wrapped me in an embrace. My lips touch his, and he feels the back of my black long dress as we twist into the darkness of the castle.