It has been a week since Elizabeth last saw Nathan. That wonderful night was the last time she saw him. The next day, she had woken up in good spirits, expecting to see the Prince at breakfast or rather, after breakfast, in her room, waiting for her, but his seat was empty at breakfast and the crown made no emotion or anything of sort in its regards.
Queen Sandra was worried, about the fading red spots on Lizzy's face, but Lizzy assured her that she was fine. If anything, Lizzy was certain the Jack's wouldn't tell her how she was maltreated. She wasn't their slave to punish, she was the Queen's, the castle's.
Lizzy did her usual routines, but this time, slower and out of spirits. She had admitted it now, that she wanted to be with the Prince. She had thought it through. She hadn't met h
