Dylan let out a soft laugh and hung her head, her brown locks falling in her face, across her blue eyes. "Is it Melissa Joyt?" She'd gotten awfully close to Melissa the first time she visited, a couple years back, after her mother fell ill. She'd told Melissa everything, including her mother's illness and her secret infatuation with Prince Nathaniel. Of course, then she didn't realize that Melissa was friends with Nathaniel. Certainly, if Melissa told him, he would've forgotten.
Nathanial shrugged and looked down at her, and it was then she she realized that his arm was draped across her shoulders, and that caused her to blush deeply. Thank God it was dark in the storage room. "Yeah, it is. She's great, huh?" He sounded slightly admirable.
**Sorry, I'm back and forth between my house, and my grandmothers.**
Gender:
Points: 2890
Reviews: 23