Last night, we had a big feast. It was a nice treat after the long journey. It had been a while since I had tasted a good meal or slept in a comfortable bed for that matter. The days were long and tiring, but I knew this week of comfort would go by quickly. Each meal I sat down leaving the seat next to me vacant for (y/n), but it seemed most everyone wanted to talk to her. Often I could hear what they were saying, but I could see the way her face would brighten up. 'What a cute face she makes when she's happy..' But the girl I loved and people I really admired were so out of reach in those moments.
I couldn't help but swallow down my jealousy as I watched her chat with the others. It especially bothered me when other men got near her. I knew (y/n) got along with pretty much everyone. She could always keep up a good conversation. She was attractive and probably the kindest person you'd ever meet. I wanted to keep her to myself though. Was it wrong that I only wanted her to be nice to and talk to me? Probably, but that's just how I felt.
Since then I had been sulking, I couldn't get it out of my head. Each moment I spent comparing myself to most everyone. Thinking back on Sinbad, 'He's attractive, strong, has captured seven dungeons, has an entire kingdom at that, and he knows how to capture any group of people's hearts with one speech!' I had already witnessed a lot of this myself when I first met him. 'Not only that, but he's good with women.. and what am I? I'm a prince who failed his own kingdom once, took me almost forever to master my djinn, and I'm still not that great at it. I'm awkward and never know what to say. I always make a mess of things! I-' These thoughts were plaguing my mind. I hid them though, pretending everything was fine while distancing myself.
Without realizing it I had started to distance myself away from (y/n) and started to feel all the more anxious and frustrated around her.