Her long black hair and white empire-line dress, flowing along with the rhythm of the wind. Eyes were no longer shiny as before, lips were no more cherry-pink. She shivered as she walk along the Palace corridors. Cold. Servants bowed as she pass by, she smiled. Empty.
Short brown hair rustled as he walk pass the Palace corridors. Eyes looking on the floor, Lonely. Servants bowed as he pass by, he nodded. Empty.
They came to a halt, Their eyes met. She smiled widely, warming him up like sunshine. He nodded, heart beating fast.
They fell in love with each other.
Things didn't go as smoothly as they wanted it to be. They were forced to be apart. Unfair. But for the sake of the Royal Family, they had to.
He wished he was a peasant. But if he wasn't the prince, they wouldn't have met each other, she said. He smiled and hugged her tight. Promised he will get her back.
It's time for her to leave the Palace. He didn't want to see her. Afraid that, he wouldn't bear to let her go. She stepped up into the carriage.
The wooden doors opened, a memory was being left behind. Doors after doors, memories after memories were all erased. She cried.
He rushed out of his dormitory, trying to get her back. But she had left, He cried.
They wished that time will stop, so they wouldn't have to part.
Things aren't that beautiful behind those Grand Doors. Adapted from the manga, Princess Hours