He is a Prince

Hera kept looking at the portrait with longing. She remembered how they met and how he cast a protection spell. A sad smile graced her lips when she remembered his endearment for her.

'Baby girl '

'He is a prince. But still protected me as best as he could. I couldn't forget him after all these years, but I am sure he must have forgotten about me. I am a nobody and he is a prince.' she thought feeling sad.

Then she remembered what Claire said about him. 

'He has been searching for a girl ' claire's words rand loudly in her ears. 

'Can he be searching for me?' Hera thought-feeling hopeful. But as fast as that thought crossed her mind, she wiped it away.

'Why will he search for me? I spent only a few hours with him. And most of that time was wasted sleeping. Why will he even search for me? We had nothing between us. He was kind and I was pathetic ' she thought feeling bitter.

But little did she know that, in that very short sp