You press a soft kiss to his forehead and he sighs, smiling in his sleep. Your heart twists and you slide out of his bed. You silently get dressed and step across the room to the balcony. You want to look back, but you don't. Tears gently roll down your cheeks as you carefully climb down to the ground. In the light of day, you realize how hopeless your situation is. He's the heir to the kingdom. He doesn't need you and you can't have him.Knights in shining armor were for princesses, not princes.