"Time for bed, Princess."
Princess...
My heart jolted at the sound of that word. I stared at him, zoning out, as though I was paralyzed.
It was the same word, same gentleness. But different voice, different tune.
'He' said that too. He used to. Often, every now and then. Treated me like I was a priceless treasure. Something that any amount of fortune could not compare.
I had never seen such eyes like his before. Searing so brilliantly that it lit up my whole world. They were the pair of eyes that had indulged me. The one that would look at me first before anything else.
I had always been his princess, and he was my knight.
Knight...
Prince...
Until he had become 'the one'.
Until he had become everything.
...and then nothing.
Not even a trace of his presence. Just a memory. A beautiful past that reminded me I was once happy. I was once in love. I had once belonged to him.
