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He wants to fuck you, damn it.""No, he doesn't, El. He's my fucking teacher," I reply to Elizabeth's wicked comment."Burning Hot, sexy teacher. Come on, you're about to turn nineteen, and you're still a fucking virgin." I roll my eyes in response to her very out-of-place comment."Come on, L, you can't spend the rest of your life expecting to find 'the one and only' love of your life." She looks at me with pity in her eyes. "If by the age of twenty you haven't fucked anyone, I'll be your prince. My best friend won't stay alone, plus, someone has to take advantage of those big tits." She reaches out to touch my chest but I push her away and hit her shoulder lightly."First of all, no one will touch my tits. And second, I won't be left alone—I just don't want any distractions right now."El dramaticly touches her shoulder "Whatever you want, baby, but don't say I wasn't there for you." I roll my eyes at her. "Instead of talking crab, why don't you make an effort to control that shine spell? You suck at it." We dive back in our studies, laughing and making dirty jokes.Even though what I said about not wanting distractions is true, I can't lie about not wishing for a specific someone Walking through the halls every day, seeing all those cute couples holding hands or arguing over the tiniest things... it makes me feel just a little bit lonely.Elizabeth has been my best friend since I started school four years ago.Elizabeth has been my best friend since I started school four years ago. You could say she's the wild side of my life. Honestly, I have no idea how she's still alive. Just last week, she nearly set the entire science class on fire by mixing nitromethane with carbon tetrachloride. If I hadn't yanked her off her chair, she'd have far more to worry about than my sex life."So, about Will's Halloween party—you're coming, right?" We toss our books aside, and I focus on El, who looks far too eager."No," I reply, shaking my head. I have too much weighing on my mind, and sneaking out for a silly party isn't part of my plans."Oh, come on, L! You can't ditch me this time. Please, I already bought the costumes!" She clasps my hands, her eyes wide and pleading. "It'll be a blast! Besides, the castle and your mom are too busy with your brother's graduation to notice you're gone. No one will even care."I stare at her, torn. On one hand, I know I shouldn't, but on the other, I could really use a break. And it's not like we're planning to do anything crazy."Fine," I finally concede. "BUT—" I raise a finger, narrowing my eyes. "Don't make me regret this.""Okay!" She does a little victory dance. "Behind the castle walls at 9. Oh, and wear the red lingerie I bought you." With a quick kiss on my cheek, she dashes off.-Fuck, I'm definitely going to regret this.---- ...Later...---"I mean, I don't look half bad," I tell myself, admiring my reflection in the tall mirror in my closet. Knock knock. My heart leaps at the sudden interruption.I rush to the door, but as I reach for the handle, I realize I'm still in the lingerie. Oh, shit..."Hold on! COMING!" I shout, grabbing a towel from my bed."What?!" I swing the door open."Goodnight to you too, cousin," Victor says, his eyes scanning me from head to toe."Why do I have a feeling you're up to something?" He raises an eyebrow, suspicion written all over his face."What do you mean? I'm just getting ready for bed—washed and ready, duh." I can feel my cheeks burning."Yeah, right. The fact that you think I'd believe that lie offends me," he smirks. "How dumb do you think I am, Lilith?" He strolls into my bedroom as if it's his own."What do you want, Victor?" I ask, crossing my arms."Can't I just say hi to my favorite cousin?" He flops onto my bed, looking up at me while I stand there, still wrapped in my towel."Okay, you know im here to help your mother with your brother's coronation. We finished early, so I thought I'd drop by. oh, By the way, are you alone, or is El here too?"He glances around, clearly searching for her. He's been asking about her ever since last year's school dance. You could say he's got a little crush on El."Nope, I'm flying solo." I walk to the closet to change. I grab a short dress that skims just above my thighs, featuring a daring slit in the back, and a stunning green dress with a neckline that hugs one leg. I return to Victor, holding both options up."Which one makes me look fabulous but not desperate?" I ask, flashing him a grin.-My bond with Victor is special. Even though we don't see each other often, we trust each other implicitly. He's the only one in the royal family I truly connect with.-"What kind of party are we talking about?" he asks, sitting up straighter."William's Halloween bash," I reply. No point in keeping secrets now."Green," he declares without hesitation, not even glancing at the other dress. But I trust his taste—he's got a knack for fashion."You sure?" I raise an eyebrow."It's a costume party, which means green, orange, brown, and black are the go-to colors. Most girls will wear black, but you're royal, so no black for you. Orange isn't your shade. Brown could work, but green will make those gorgeous eyes of yours pop—""Okay, okay! Green it is," I cut him off with a laugh."You should ditch politics and become a fashion designer," I tease as I head back to the closet."Oh, I would, but Father would have my head—literally. I really don't need a beheading today." He gestures dramatically, mimicking the act of losing his head.I giggle at his antics and quickly get dressed."So? How do I look?" I twirl, showing off my outfit."Just like a princess—absolutely perfect." We both laugh. I change back into my regular dress and sit next to Victor. With two hours to kill before meeting up with El, I decide to stay with Victor, even though an uneasy feeling lingers in the back of my mind.