Prologue

A tale of friendship, love and confessions.

Their intense pillow fight left them panting and running out of breath. Although it was unbecoming of a prince to chase around with a pillow, that too after the child of a mere guard, they didn't care at this moment. This was War.

- Don't ever break my heart, Felix. I won't be able to bear it.

- You dramatic lady, I will keep it safe till someonelse comes along with to steal it.

Somehow instead of smiling, his statement made Eleanor frown. Before he could ask what was wrong, he felt an impact on his face..a pillow was throws right onto his face.

Ellie ran away. But from far, Felix could see her huffing and puffing with annoyance, ah.. sometimes she was beyond his comprehension.

With a sigh he gets up to comprehend the situation and runs after her, of course with a pillow in his hand.