"You get out of here, Luke. You have to go and not look back." Avalon 'Ava' told Luke.

"I can't, I can't leave you Ava. I love you." He told her, stroking her cheek with his rough, dirt covered hand.

Ava bit her lip and closed her big, brown eyes before grabbing the hand that was on her face, and held it to her chest. She squeezed her eyes closed, fighting back the threatening tears.

"Ava, I don't want to leave you, I can't." He whispered, pulling her into his strong embrace, the darkness of the night beginning to close in on them as they stood at the edge of the forest.

At this point, she did not care if her makeup got smudged or if her dress got dirty, and she didn't care that he was covered in dirt from the dungeon her father had kept him in, she just wanted to be with Luke; her love.

"I know, and I don't want you to go, but you must. Luke- my father will kill you if you don't leave. You need to run away, get as far away from here as possible." Ava said, opening her eyes. A single tear escaped, streaming down her cheek with her watery eyes full of pain and love.

"Will I get to see you again?" He asked, stroking her soft brown curls, breathing in her warm vanilla scent.

"We better be able to see each other again, because if we don't, I don't know what I'm going to do without you." She whispered into his bare, dirty chest.

"I don't know what I'm going to do without you either. God, I can barely stay in that cell without thinking- wishing- you were with me. If I were like my brother, this wouldn't be happening; we would be able to be together." He said, his voice filled with regret and pain.

"Luke, if you were like your brother, I wouldn't have fallen for you." She told him, looking him in the eyes, softly stroking his cheek with her thumb.

"I know, but I just want us to be together, I want people to know that you're mine, and I'm yours. I want us to grow old together. I don't want to leave you." He told her, not caring how feminine he may have sounded at that moment. It was all true, every single word that he had said. He loved Ava more than anything and he wanted to be with her, no matter what.

"I know, as do I, but until the day we can, you have to get out of here, out of the kingdom. Once you get to where ever you're headed, send me a letter saying where you are so that when I can get out of here, I know where to find you. Once I turn eighteen I can do whatever I please, marry whomever I choose, and I swear to God, you're the one that I want to marry. Besides, I'm not even getting the throne anyways; Janelle is, after all, she's older than me by five years. Plus she's already married." Ava told Luke, enjoying their last few moments together before he left.

"I know that's true, but that's another two years, are you sure that you're willing to wait for me that long? I mean, I'm going to wait for you one-hundred percent, but are you sure that you want me when you could have whomever you'd like in the entire kingdom, so why do you choose me?" He asked, his left hand resting on the back of her head, fiddling with her dark curls.

"I am going to wait for you no matter what happens. I cannot live without you. And I chose you because, well, I did not intentionally choose you, my heart did. I don't know why exactly, but I could never regret you, even if I tried to." She told him, subtle amusement in her voice as she spoke, her lips turned up very small, sad smile but it quickly disappeared when she heard a car door slam close by.

"You have to leave right now. My father is here and once he sees you missing... Oh God, just leave now! And don't you dare forget about the letter," She told him, "I love you."

He smiled sadly before replying, "I love you too. Don't you dare forget that."

And with a small kiss on her cheek, he started to turn around. Ava reached out and grabbed his forearm, pulling him back to her, and giving him a gentle kiss on the lips.

Luke kiss back before they pulled apart, and they pressed their foreheads together, breathing heavily as he whispered to her slowly and softly, "I'll miss you so much."

"I'm going to miss you too." She confessed, close to tears once more. He softly kissed her forehead one last time before he put on his worn-out jacket, turned and ran off into the woods, the nighttime finally falling. Ava clutched her tan cardigan close to her, trying to keep warm in the crisp night air, as she watches Luke vanish into the night.

Ava took in a shaky breath before turning around and slowly walking back into the castle, already missing Luke.

This is just the Prologue to the book I'm writing, and I wanted to know what people thought of it! So, please give me feedback, it would be really appreciated!