"Everybody has difficult years, but a lot of times the difficult years end up being the best years of your whole entire life, if you survive them." \~ Brittany Murphy.

-

Acamas known as the lost city, consisted of the most beautiful sceneries. It was after all a small part of Greece. Centuries ago, there was a dispute between two royal princes which made Acamas separate from Greece. Acamas was ruled by Prince Angelos Krestenitis while Greece stayed in the rule of King Jason Roussopoulos, half brother of Angelos Krestenitis. Centuries later they still had not been reunited.

-

Acamas had grown to be as strong as Greece in terms of civilization. When Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II was born the priest had said he was the angel that would reunite the Acamas with Greece. Prince Alexius was pure, not handsome but beautiful beyond beautiful. His sapphire blue eyes were more alluring. His pouty pink lips were beyond dainty. His long eye lashes that made his sapphire blue eyes flutter pleasantly. His blonde golden locks made him even more admirable. His aristocratic nose fit perfectly with his many other traits. Unfortunately his dear mother was taken away by death while delivering the Prince. His father became cold and distant, he could not stand to look at his son or be in the same room as Prince Alexius. He blamed the Prince for taking away his Queen, the love of his life, his reason for living, his strength, his comforter. If it was up to King Dysmas Daskalakis Nikoloudis he would have much preferred for his wife to live rather than his son.

As the years went by the King busied himself, avoiding his son at any cost. Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II grew accustomed to his father's cold nature. All he wanted to do was to make his father proud but nothing was ever good enough. The King couldn't even look at his son because all he saw was pain, the pain of seeing his wife bleeding to her death in agony. He would never forget that day, he could never forgive his son, the picture was stuck in his mind like a poles of magnet.

-

Lucia Andreou was born a year after Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II in Athens Greece, her life was in danger. Her parents decided it would be best to have her reside in the Independent city of Acamas just outside Greece. She would reside there as a local that would save her from the thin ice.

Her forest green eyes and blonde hair made her beautiful, easy on the eyes of anyone who saw her. She grew to be even more dazzling even in rags, she was always the centerfold of beauty. Unlike the Prince who grew up in the care of many chambermaids and chaperones. Lucia grew up rather as the maid in her aunts household with her cousin Kyra. School wasn't a priority, the priority was being raised well so you could be a graceful wife to some gentleman who would later father your kids.

Lucia taught herself how to read and write, she was what people would call open minded, cheerful and of course intelligent. She had a heart of gold always helping anyone who was in need more. Even with her life not being the most comfortable, she made herself see the brighter side of it always.

Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II went to the best schools. He even bid his kingdom goodbye as he went to study in England for a few years. He returned home and as expected his father did not pay much attention , he just shrugged off the fact that his son had studied at the University of Oxford at the early age of fifteen.

Lucia was eager to learn she received help from Mrs. Khloris a neighbor. She was very kind and always looked out for Lucia. She was very generous always giving Lucia books to borrow whenever she came around. Lucia was bestfriends with Mrs. Khloris son, Khristian Salavas. Lucia's life was very different from Prince Alexius but whenever they were together it was all forgotten into thin air.

"There is no They, Only Us." \~ Graffito.

-

The river looked beautiful, the sound of the waterfall put her thoughts at ease. She always came here when she needed to think about her life, her Aunt, her cousin. Lucia striped of her dress, allowing herself to go for a swim. She was a pretty good swimmer. She dived in deep, when she got up to catch her breath, her blonde her was stuck to her skin and her nipples hard and pointy due to the water being a tad bit cold. Her forest green eyes flickered I’m open as she took another breath of fresh air. She felt as if someone was watching her. Lucia felt uncomfortable but most of all she felt scared stiff. She didn't want to die in the middle of the forest near a riverbank.

When she looked to her left she saw him... leaned against a tree looking at her. She quickly covered her breasts with her hands as a gasp escaped from her luscious lips. "My Prince, my apologies." She said her eyes searching for her dress and undergarments. She just needed to get dressed and leave this very awkward scene. "Allow me to be decent so I can be on my way—" She said her hands still covering her pearls, a smirk made its way onto his lips.

"I'm not holding you back, am I?" He gestured for her to wear her clothes right in his presence. "My Prince, I'm afraid not infront you." She panicked.

"Nothing new, I haven't seen." He shrugged, his hands in his pocket as he stayed rooted on his spot waiting for the beautiful mermaid to make her way out of the water butt *****. That really excited him, in all sorts of ways.

"Your highness, I do not mean to be impious but I will not move from here until you leave." Lucia affirmed.

"Then it's going to be a very long day, malady." He gave her a heart warming smile, it made her heart flatter, her skin quiver. "Call me Alexius." He said out of the blue. She had never pay attention to his name, she only knew him as the Prince and only the Prince.

"I would rather stick to your highness." Lucia replied softly. He looked at her, his scrutinizing stare made her feel uncomfortable but she wasn't going to back down. She would leave with her dignity intact, even if he is the Prince of Acamas... it didn't mean she would just willingly walk ***** infront of him. Her cheeks flushed just at the thought of it.

"I don't even know your name ?" He said prudently.

"It's not important."

She had no idea where she got the confidence to speak to him the way she did but he didn't seem to mind.

"Are you going to stay still in that freezing cold water or are going to get dressed because frankly I can hear someone yelling Lucia—"

He didn't need to say any more because with that she rushed out of the water as fast as she could. Quickly putting on her dress. His eyes glued to her curvy body and perky breasts, he felt his **** twitch in his slacks. He had been with many women but no one had ever affected him this way; with absolutely no touch. Lucia threw all her insecurities out the window as her only concern was to get dressed and leave before her aunt found her here with the Prince, she couldn't have them making assumptions.

"I'm assuming you are Lucia." He said with a grin.

"No, Lucia is my dog." She shrugged her shoulders, his chest rambled with laughter, right there and there... he decided he liked her.

Lucia.

Kyra finally made it to the riverbanks. The Prince hid behind some trees as he watched the scene. "Mother said you need to prepare dinner, it's almost late." The girl with brunette yelled at Lucia.

"No one has ever died from eating late you know, late as in its getting dark." Lucia retorted but Kyra looked confused.

"Whatever, you got the message." Kyra scowled.

"Right." Lucia nodded as she followed behind her cousin. She was so glad the Prince had not been seen by Kyra. Her cousin had an unhealthy obsession with the Prince infact the upper crust or rather the glitterati Haut monde.

-

The rest of the coming week, the Prince and Lucia met at the river they talked about their fears and what bothered them at night. Lucia started to feel things that she had never felt before, she didn't intend for it to go that far but it did.

The Prince kissed her softly, it felt magical. Lucia liked it. He had been wanting to do that from the very first day he saw her. They had gone for a swim together and were both half *****. She laid on the Prince's expensive branded clothing. It was comfortable enough to do whatever they intended to do.

The Prince hovered over her body, he deepened the kiss. She let out an unexpected moan. His hands roamed around the soft buds of her nipples. She let her fingers roam in his golden locks. As he devoured her neck, the pace was soft and slow. She moaned a little louder when he squeezed her breasts. Whenever she met up with the Prince near the riverbanks, he would always make her feel good. It started off with a game of truth or dare and before they both knew it, The Prince had kissed her, The Prince had tasted her, The Prince was now about to take away purity.

She opened her legs to accommodate the Prince as he rubbed himself on her entrance. She gasped at how good it felt. She was already dripping moist for his touch. He had always told her that, he would show her what ecstasy felt like. He would make her forget about her problems at home, what he didn't tell her was he also needed to forget about his problems at the palace.

"This will hurt a bit, okay love ?" He whispered in her ear before nibbling on her ear lobe earning a moan, she nodded. He pressed the tip of his huge member onto her entrance, she yelped at how big he was. Lucia held onto his large shoulders as he pushed deeper, distracting her by attacking her lips with a soothing kiss.

"Does it still hurt ?" He asked his sapphire blue eyes staring directly into her forest green eyes. She shook her head. "A little bit-" she managed to say. He gave her a soothing kiss as he waited a bit for her to adjust to his size. This was the least comfortable place to be having sex but he couldn't exactly bring her to the palace or Lucia taking him home to her aunt. After a few minutes he started to move in and out of her. They were both in synch as they moved together. She moaned against his plump lips. The sound of birds chirping, water flowing, skin smacking against skin and muffled moans was the only audible thing. He let his hands roam around her delicate body as he touched her.

"Ah-le-ah-lexius.." She moaned, he groaned in satisfaction because this was the very first time she called him by his name. She always referred to him as my Prince.

He growled nibbling on her nipples.

"I can't-" she moaned in his ear.

"Just a little more, love." He said out of breath as he slammed into her at a faster pace. She was so tight. Everytime her fingers ran through his hair, he groaned. Her vagina walls tightened around him giving the sign that she was about to reach her high. Their lips found each other again as he ****** into her, she almost yelled when she reached her climax but he immediately kissed her making it muffled. He gave her two last thrusts before he released inside her. She felt something warm and fuzzy inside her core, it was the most amazing feeling for the both of them.

He then laid a gently kiss on her forehead and pulled out.

"You were Perfect." He whispered.

"Love . . . [is]  a lack of personal selfishness." \~ Theodore M. Burton.

-

Lucia rushed from her house quickly closing the wooden door. She was excited, beyond hyperactive. After what had happened two days ago, she couldn't wait to be with Alexius. She couldn't wait for him to shower her with kisses, she couldn't wait to see his glowing skin, pressed against hers. Even when her aunt yelled at her, Lucia simply smiled. Is this how it felt to be inlove? she did not want to jump into conclusions just yet. She craved Alexius so bad, he always made her feel good... she felt so good, she even forget she was laid on the hard ground full of green grass or that she was pressed against the tree as he devoured her lips. Alexius had one of his chaperones set a picnic right next to the riverbanks, it was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for Lucia. It was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her too, she was smitten.

They did not only have sex, they talked. The Prince would tell Lucia about all the places he has traveled to. They enjoyed each other's campany, her smile made his heart jumpy. The cute blush on her cheeks whenever he put a strand of her white blonde hair behind her ear. The giggle she made whenever he tickled her. The passionate look she gave him whenever she talked about the things she loved or the books she read and the greatest things in her life. The Prince realised she didn't have much but she lived her life to the fullest, he had everything but complained about not having his father's attention and in need of a mother.

Lucia didn't have both parents.

"Lucy, where are you off to?" Khristian asked. Khristian was her neighbor, they grew up together. Khristian had a huge crush on Kyra while growing up even presently but Kyra looked down on him. Lucia didn't understand why because Khristian was a nice, kind, handsome man, with his jet black hair and hazel brown eyes. Khris was her bestfriend.

"I'm going for a swim." She gave him a small smile.

"Can I join? You know it has been long since we hung out." Khris said wistfully.

"Yes, I'm aware but I just need to be alone to clear my head." She felt bad for lying to her Best friend.

"Oh, is everything alright? Did your aunt whip you with the cable again because I swear, we will go pack your bags right this very minute then you could come and live here with my mom and I." Khris suggested.

Lucia shook her head.

"No, but she did slap me for breaking one of her souvenir glass that she got as a gift from the palace." Lucia explained but it was all sorted because she had told Alexius about it. He was so mad at her aunt. She didn't intend to ruin their moment and tell him but he had happened to ask what had happened to her cheek, Lucia had to be truthful. The Prince brought five more glasses, he said he had stolen them from the east wing kitchen at the palace. It wasn't a big deal because they were replaceable. He gave her a soft peck on the lips as he whispered the words. "Now you can break as many glasses as you want and simply replace them with these—" He smiled. At that moment she felt so lucky, so lucky to have him in her life. She wondered how she lived before he had came along.

"That witch-" Khris sneered.

"It's okay, I have to go Khris." She said and he simply nodded. Lucia made it to the river, Alexius was already seated on the grass looking heavenly in his branded expensive royal suitor clothing. He always smelt so good. Compared to him him, she looked blunt and indifferent.

Khristian had followed her to the river and to his surprise. He watched as Lucia ran into the Prince's arms, they were all smiles, he looked like he had been expecting her presence. They looked well acquainted as Lucia straddled the Prince his strong arms around her small waist. They had no idea they were being watched as the Prince allowed Lucia to unbuckle his slacks. During their sexual encounters, The Prince had always pulled out excluding the very first time. He couldn't hold himself but he was glad when she didn't say anything about missing her period. They had been at luck.

Khristian was beyond appalled.

Sex before marriage was a sin and the Acamas kingdom took that very seriously. Lucia could get in trouble because of this. What would happen when Lucia wedded and her groom found out on their first night that she wasn't a ******. These thoughts ran through his mind as he left the scene. He didn't want to witness, the infidelity happening under everyone's nose. Lucia needed to stop, the King was capable of beheading her. The punishment would be severe. This was the Prince for goodness sake and she was well a nobody. He wondered how long this had been going on ?

-

Lucia laid on Alexius chest, after their heartwarming love making. She could feel his heart steadily beating. He stared down at her rosy cheeks as he slowly caressed her blonde hair. "I brought you this book, I really think you will love it." He whispered into her ear. She smiled at how thoughtful he was.

"It's called the picture of Dorian Gray, one of my many favourites." He said huskily. "I would love to think you are Sibyl Vane." He said sadly. She smiled thinking it was sweet.

It wasn't sweet, Sibyl Vane was the girl who committed suicide because Prince Charming refused to continue seeing her. Prince Charming being Dorian Gray. In this story Prince Charming was Prince Alexius Nikoloudis II.

This only meant tragedy.