[It's strange to think how quickly one can get swept away in the what if's when allowing for every possible outcome to creep into one's mind. Foresight as a queen is something good, of course. It allows for proper hesitation; to weigh every option and think of each consequence easily.]
[It's even easier to brush all of that aside.]
[Because when Snow is around Alex, she's not a queen. She's just a girl in the budding stages of something more with a boy which is always confusing and complicated. But the excitement, the thrill, the sense of belonging, all of that far outweighs any sense of discomfort. Nervous butterflies just become small tickles that bring a smile to her face and that insecurity blends into trust for him.]
[She isn't worried about what it all ultimately means, what can or might happen. She's just glad for the moment she has with him. She's pleased by the smile she felt against her lips and the gentle hold on her hand.]
[Without opening her eyes and barely above a whisper, she says,]
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[It's even easier to brush all of that aside.]
[Because when Snow is around Alex, she's not a queen. She's just a girl in the budding stages of something more with a boy which is always confusing and complicated. But the excitement, the thrill, the sense of belonging, all of that far outweighs any sense of discomfort. Nervous butterflies just become small tickles that bring a smile to her face and that insecurity blends into trust for him.]
[She isn't worried about what it all ultimately means, what can or might happen. She's just glad for the moment she has with him. She's pleased by the smile she felt against her lips and the gentle hold on her hand.]
[Without opening her eyes and barely above a whisper, she says,]
We probably shouldn't stay here, Alex.