I was 17 at the time, he was 16. We both had big dreams; however, they were both very different. His name was Leo, a lot of people didn't like him, but I couldn't understand why. After getting to know him for a couple of months, we fell in love.

A little background on me, I have borderline personality disorder therefore it was a bit harder for me going into the relationship. I hadn't dated before him in a little over a year. I decided that the pain I would put myself through wasn't worth it, but then he came around and I just couldn't help myself. He was tall, had the prettiest shade of green eyes, he had semi-long hair that reached a little above his shoulders, very masculine features. You would've thought I ran into a prince. Little did I know, he was one.

A little while into the relationship his father had died, and he wanted me to come over to his "house". He told me he got me taxi as his house was in an area I wasn't familiar with, I thought nothing of it and agreed. When this "taxi" arrived on my street, I realized it wasn't a taxi at all. I turn my head, and there's this beautiful carriage with two beautiful white horses and a man directing them. I smiled and thought it was a cute date idea, and he went all out. Another thought was that this was going to be the night he proposed.

As soon as I see that we are heading to the castle, I realized what was going on. Everything started to make sense. As the carriage was entering the castle I was introduced as the "princess". As soon as I was able to get off the carriage I ran to Leo and asked to speak with him privately, and he agreed. I asked him what was going on and he confirmed it; he is the prince and tonight we will be announced king and queen at the event. I was extremely nervous and overwhelmed. He brought me into what he called "my room" for the day until I was crowned queen. He asked if I was up for it, to be queen. That night, we were both crowned king and queen.

Later on, a couple of months I had fallen into depression, and I just wasn't happy being queen. It was too much for me. One night while the kingdom was asleep, I snuck out. I ran away. I left my great love. I never told him anything, he didn't know where I was or if I was okay or anything. I went to my grandmother's house and stayed there. I always watched the news on updates of the kingdom. 2 days after running away, the kingdom was in a search to find me. I didn't know but it was completely illegal to run off, and the soldiers were trying to find me to kill me. The king seemed sad, he was depressed, according to the news he wouldn't speak to anyone, not even the citizens. I had to tell him the truth. I sent him a letter; I told him everything.

I had a different dream; I wanted to be a singer and be known for my talent. Not be known for marrying a man of royalty. I wasn't happy anymore, I had to leave. I loved him but I was trapped into a life I didn't want. He didn't ask how I felt, he didn't make sure I was okay. I had to leave.

A week into the search, I was watching the news after avoiding it. I hadn't heard from the king at all. I don't know if he even got the letter. I didn't know they were killing him today. I found out he must've read my letter. He knew the only way for me to not get killed was if I already was dead or in some kind of danger being the reason I hadn't been found. He told everyone he killed me. The consequence for killing the queen was death. Even for the king. On the news that day he was hung. That day I found out; he really did love me. He sacrificed his life to save mine..after all I did was hurt him in the end.