His first love? Her expression was soft and curious as she looked up at him. He sounded...sad... It was not, therefore, a story that ended well.
Outside of the story books, first loves seldom do.
"Tell me," she requested quietly as she looked into his face. She glanced once towards his hand, unsure what it was he was looking at, before, naturally, her eyes returned to his.
This was no story book. She knew that -- but then, probably, so had he once upon a time. It wouldn't stop her from wanting to play this out, to meet him in secret as her father planned her wedding... No doubt, once, he had felt the same way.