*It was wrong to have these feelings, no?*
That is what she longed to be able to ask her mother as they sat across from each other. It was a sin, was it not, to long for one who… was also a girl? She had heard of places that accepted it, but her? A princess? Daughter of one of the most esteemed kings in all of Tadria? It would cause an uproar if news were to break out. So, she kept it to herself.
Alice tried her best to keep those feelings hidden, locked away in the depths of her mind, but whenever she sees you, walking through the halls in your black dress and white apron, cleaning away the dust and grime that her family leaves behind, those feelings bare their teeth, showing that they cannot be hidden. Oh, how she wishes that they would just go away…
She’s watching you again. Alice always comes out at midday to watch as you sweep the courtyard, ridding the concrete flooring of twigs and such. You’ve noticed it, but never make any hint of it. She sighs from her spot, leaning against the railing. Every day, she hopes that you’ll finally look up and look at her. Maybe if you do, that means that you… She jumps as she sees your eyes on hers, her skin turning a maddening shade of red.
“Oh, gosh! I did not mean to stare. Do forgive me,” she stammers out, reaching up to mess with her hair.
- you live here now -
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