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Muamba's POV

I cannot remember the last time I had a dreamt when I slept. Usually I'm always extremely tired by the time I go to bed that I pass out until my alarm rings. Normally, I set my alarm for 6am so that I can hit the gym before I start my day but last night, I had not set an alarm at all. So, I wasn't surprised that when I woke up and the sun was already shining pretty bright. I was however bothered by the fact that I had woken up from that awesome dream. I couldn't remember exactly what it was about, but I know that I had been really happy.

It was way too hot to go to the gym now, so I decided that I was rather going to go in the evening. I then treated myself to the longest bath ever. If it wasn't for my skin pruning, I probably would have sat in that bath for the whole day. The bath salts that I used were divine as I felt my whole body relax. But I remembered that I had yet to see my angel and so I got dressed quickly. On my way to her room, I realised I was starving so I started heading off to the kitchen first.

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My princess wasn't in her room and so I headed out to her playroom hoping that I would find her there. But alas my father had other plans for me. I was stuck in meetings for hours which were utterly boring. And all I wanted to do was go see my baby girl.

I couldn't fall asleep in front of the council because that would give them a bad impression on me. And I wanted to be respected as their king when I did take over the throne one day. "What do you think son?" were the words that brought me out of my reprieve. All eyes were focused on me in that moment and I had no idea what was being discussed. But they didn't need to know that. I needed to say the right thing and I had no clue what the right thing was.

Wait, I can actually avert this question. Damn I am a genius. "Well, father you have lived on this earth far longer than I. My opinion bears no weight compared to yours," I replied. I knew that praising my father would boost his ego and he would take that opportunity to talk about ALL THE GOOD DEEDS HE HAD DONE.

And just like that I saved myself.

The council were somehow impressed with my response and thus, I was allowed to go back to my thoughts. This time though my mind wandered to the dream I had. I still couldn't remember what it was about, but I knew that I had never felt happier. After the council meeting, I then had a private meeting with my dad. Now, I knew he was very old in his way of thinking, but what pissed me off more was the fact that he was right. I needed to get married soon. The people would expect me to marry before I became king.

After my talk with dad, I then went out to go find her. But she wasn't in her room nor the playroom. To say I was getting worried would be an understatement as I was at a loss for where she could have been at this time of day. I didn't want to worry dad so, I went to the other person who could help me find her.

The palace had a separate building for the working staff. However, the two buildings were connected by a passageway. Most of the maids slept here, but I knew that Aunt Martha didn't stay at the palace. She preferred her own space. It was much safer to stay in the palace because the staff worked until late in the night and started very early in the mornings. So, when Aunt Martha chose to live on her own, I decreased her knock off time. She ended at 6pm and it was really close to six now so, I had to get there fast.

But as I was walking across the passage to the maids' quarters, I saw that the door to the sunflower garden was opened. The sun was setting and the glow on the sunflowers was beautiful. As soon as I started walking again, I heard giggling and stopped. I had forgotten that my princess loved this spot too. I had this garden made specifically for her. It consisted of only sunflowers. They were arranged in such a way that the sunflowers were arranged in a circle. There was a clear path from the gate door that went all the way to the middle of the circle.

As I walked along the path, I could hear her voice. So, I increased my pace. But then I heard another voice. It sounded like another child's voice. I bent to hide myself and tried to figure out what was happening. To say I was surprised at the sight before me would have been an understatement.

There in the centre stood my princess and a boy whom I had never seen before. She had her head on his shoulder as they talked. Why was she so close to him? How could she have a boyfriend? How on earth did he get here? They, were so young what the hell did they even know about love? The scene however was perfect- a sunset picnic. I got up ready to pull them apart and give them my piece of mind. I wasn't even dating or in a relationship and here was my sister at 8 years in a relationship.

I was about to get up and make my presence known, when I noticed that there was a third person present- another girl. She was reading a book and she seemed pretty engrossed in the book. She was much older. My curiosity peaked as I had never seen this girl in the palace before either.

I tried to move my position so that I could get at the correct angle to see her face when she suddenly looked up. She looked no older than 18 years old. She had dark chocolate skin that looked so soft that I wanted to reach out and touch it. Since when did I have a skin fetish?

When she looked in my direction all my instincts said to duck, but I was awestruck. She had no make-up on, but she still looked beautiful. The sun hit her face at the right angle making her big-honey brown eyes glow. But there was something about those eyes, I had seen them before. I saw them in my dream. Then it all came back in a flash. She was the girl I dreamt of. I had married her and I was happy? But I had never seen her before so, why was she in my dream? I was so confused that after she looked away, I immediately left. 

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QOC: Do you believe in love at first sight?

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