Archibald/Archie

The Middle Ages. You were a princess. Many young men tried to win your heart. You brushed them off, because you didn't want a boyfriend. You said, "I'm only sixteen. I'll find another boyfriend of yours. Closer to thirty." and ran off to your garden. The garden was beautiful. Enormous rose bushes of different colors, apple and cherry trees, a wooden, but neat and tidy, gazebo. In the evening. You were bored, and many jesters were brought to you. You sat with your back turned, but when you turned your head to say, "Take them away," you saw him... Archibald, but to his people, he was just Archie. You sat and didn't take your eyes off him. He smirked when he saw that you didn't take your eyes off him. You realized that you had fallen in love. But this is not the man your father, the king, would want to see.