She accepted the gift, feeling a swirl and mix of feelings inside of her.

Steven smiles shyly, looking at her reaction.

“Do you like it?” He asks, unable to hold in his excitement.

She smiles, her heart feeling as if it will burst. “Oh, Steven! How did you even know? It is so so beautiful!” Haven takes out the pretty plastic necklace. It’s blue gems reflect in the light.

“Yeah?” Steven says, his smile so big, brightening his face. “You really do?”

“Yes!” Haven says. “I really really do!”

Steven smiles brighter, “I thought—“

A slow clap fills the air as the cold Prince of Valence walks into the little garden.

“Oh, Steven,” he mocks. “I really really do!”

Haven turns, scowling at the unbearable Prince Keston. “If you have a problem, with it, Keston, then leave. There is plenty of space in the garden.”

“My garden.” Keston corrects.

Haven tightens her fists, absolutely done with him. “Okay, sure Keston.” Her voice is impatient. “It doesn’t really matter who the garden belongs to.”

“Prince Keston.” Keston corrects.

“Ugh!” She cries out.