"Your Highness, King Henry and Queen Rosamunde would like to speak with you in the throne room," the maid said quietly.

Juliet looked away from the window and nodded. "Thank you," she replied. The maid bobbed a curtsy and left, shutting the door behind her. Juliet waited a few moments before leaving to see her parents. As she entered the throne room, she saw that a third person was there, a young, attractive man of about twenty or so. He turned as she entered and bowed deeply, kissing the ruby ring on her right hand. As she curtsied, she couldn't help but notice that her parents were smiling.

"Daughter, this is Lord Damien," King Henry said. "He has just asked permission to have your hand in marriage, and I said he may." Lord Damien smiled at her.

Juliet was filled with utter disbelief. She could not be married, least of all to this man! She had met him barely thirty seconds ago!

As these thoughts were running through her head, she realized that her father was talking, but paid no attention. She just kept thinking about how she must run away. But it would never work. The whole kingdom knew her face, down to the poorest beggar. Suddenly she heard her father's voice again.

"You may leave, Daughter, while I discuss with Lord Damien how much land he will acquire," he boomed.

She curtsied again. "Yes, Your Highness," she said quietly. She left quickly, still trying frantically to find a way out of this situation. Juliet went outside to the courtyard, thinking fresh air would do her good. But it didn't help. She finally gave up, realizing that there was no way out. She was trapped, trapped in a prison that she had been in for almost fifteen years. She started to sing,

"I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears…"

Suddenly she saw someone out of the corner of her eye. Spinning around, she found a dark-haired boy of sixteen watching her. He suddenly realized what he was doing and bowed hastily.

"Princess Juliet! I am so very sorry, I did not mean to intrude," he apologized. "I heard your singing, and I had to know where that beautiful sound was coming from…" he trailed off, blushing a little at his unexpected boldness.

"It is fine," Juliet replied. "What is your name?"

"William, Your Majesty."

Juliet smiled dreamily. "William, I… thank you." She blushed, though she had no idea why she was suddenly so uncomfortable.

"It was like…a nightingale singing its mournful song." William involuntarily stepped closer to her, but she didn't back away. Instead, she stepped closer to him, too. Now they were very close together. William spoke again, sounding breathless.

"Forgive me for saying this, Princess, but I must say, I feel something for you, and I think that feeling may be love." He put his warm hand on her cheek gently. Juliet felt her heart pounding rapidly as she admitted the truth.

"I think I feel it, too." Their lips met in true love's first kiss. In that moment Juliet forgot all of her fears and worries about marriage. All she knew was William, the love of her life.

Juliet told William of her betrothal to Lord Damien, but they kept seeing each other. They would meet in the garden where they had first kissed, but as the date of the wedding drew closer, Juliet began to worry about what would happen afterwards. William consoled her.

"I believe that we are destined to be together," he said. "Even if out time together only lasts until your wedding day, we will be together again. I can sense it." This philosophy made Juliet feel a bit better, so they kept meeting in the courtyard every night. However, neither of them knew that their time together would be even shorter than they thought.

On that fateful night, exactly one week before the wedding, Juliet and William were in the garden again. As Juliet kissed her lover, she thought she saw a shadowy figure flicker behind the bushes. She made the fatal mistake of ignoring it, and went on kissing William. Suddenly she saw the shadow rush up behind him. There was a gleam as of metal, and suddenly…

"AAAH!" William pulled his lips away from hers and let out a bloodcurdling scream. Juliet stared down at his stomach and saw, to her horror, a bloody blade sticking out. Suddenly the blade was pulled out, and William collapsed, giving her a full view of his murderer.

"You betrayed me!" Lord Damien accused. "You filthy seductress! You ripped my heart out, and now you will pay!" He rushed at her. Without thinking, Juliet grabbed the hilt of his sword, wrenching it from his grasp, and drove the point straight through his heart. She paid no attention as the body fell to the ground. Instead, she knelt next to William. He was still alive, but only for a few more moments. He stared up at her tearstained face lovingly, and uttered one last request.

"Sing for me, my nightingale," he whispered. She obeyed, tears streaming down her face, and sang her feelings aloud:

"I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me.

You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me.

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me."

As the last notes of Juliet's haunting melody died away, William died in her arms.