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Dear Diary,
The dark knight flatters me with words and embraces me with false love.
My red prince is known amoungist my poeple, and tis' laughed at by my family. He wishes to come to mt new castle to assist us in our leave to there. Though I have my doubts...
Last knight, while talking with my heart, I had the strangest sensation of butterflies whose fluttering wings made me smile, something i'm not accustum to doing.
After that I spoke a word with my dark knight.Even though he pretends to care and pretends to listen, even pretending he hears me.
He rambled off again that he loved me and then scolded me for just passing it off. After of which, when our talk had ended, he called me several pet names, though I am not his I am my prince's, hopefully forever, though that may not be so.
I wish to go to the homecoming ball. If I am not worn to deepl to the bone after the parade, and the tournment, and I wish to go alongside my red prince, that is, if fate allows.
I also wish to attend the midnight ball of prom, at the vol castle. my mother, the queen, attended it every year when in the prime of her youth. Though it is months away I still wish to plan ahead. My dark knight, who is of age to go, could take me for I shan't go alone from lack of years. And my red prince could go with his sister, the princess of red, and then him and I could dance the night away from there.
I just worry my night will fall into shambles if my dark knight believes that I wnet with him soully to be with him and discovers other wise.

with love and kisses,
XOXOvv
PrinCess X
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...Continued
48. My new favoriate number. The number to my dark knight.
Have you ever tasted a tear? The ones that slide down you cheek that cool in the breeze befor they lightly moisten your lips are salty. Bitter. It's because they, in there short time here in our realm, have been tainted, by hatetred. The other tears, the ones you wipe away and taste from your fingers are sweet. Pure sadness and stright from within your heart.
I do try, to be a good daughter, i'm just not good at it.I am a virgin. I hate to lie, to gossip. I love to hold secrets in my heart, it gives a purpose for going on in life. I may not have a job, for lack of age, but I do offer. I may not have much to give but I do try to give or help, or try, at least.
I don't need shiny things; All I need is love. I'd give them away, but then i'd be being ungrateful for all the hard work you put into them.

sorry I don't understand,

sorry i'm not better,

sorry I can't be the daughter you want me to be,

sorry...

with love and tears,
XOXOvv
PrinCess X
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Today something confused me. In my physical education class, the only class my prince and I share, is the only real time we get to be together. Yesterday, he held my hand and said he hadn't minded (we were previously scolded the day before, which is unproper I presume) and he hadn't cared about getting in trouble. When he had reoffered I declined but we both laughed about it.
Yet today, when I offered my hand he said he hadn't wished to get in trouble. (?x!)
What?!

....<3.....I guess I am hopeless........
.........in matters of the heart........<3

With love and confusion,
XOXOvv
PrinCess X

....<3.......<3.......Is it wrong to say, although I care strongely for my red prince,
.....that I also now have aquired distant feelings for my dark knight aswell,