Execution

Long after Harold left, Alicia stood by the window staring outside. Two things were on her mind: how had Harold climbed through here without a rope, and secondly, why did he bring her food? It seemed to her like he cared about her even though he preferred to act like he didn't, and she wondered why. Not only had he taken the window to get to her, but he had also hidden from the queen. It suddenly occurred to her that he didn't want anyone to see them living harmoniously. Why?

With a sigh, she returned to her bed and looked at what he had brought her. It seemed like he had picked out her favourite snacks in the palace since those were the things she always ate more often at the dining table. She noted, smiling unconsciously, that he had even noticed that little detail. Prince Harold wasn't as cold-hearted and evil as everyone thought he was after all. There had to be a reason for whatever he did, and now it was making her curious.