Description
Stiles was no knight in shining armor. Hell he wasn't even a castle guard. Instead this boy of nineteen was a florist. Yes you heard right, a middle class peasant florist. He dreamed of the princess often, hell didn't everyone? So I guess you could say he was just as normal as anyone else. Until he made his daily venture through the woods and stumbled upon a girl no older than him. Well, she stumbled upon him. "Why are you in a tree?" The girl laughs, causing him to smile. "My best friend told me to climb up here and stay put." He shrugs. "And you listened?" She laughs again. He couldn't exactly tell her he had no choice but to do what his friend had told him. It was his curse. •••••••• Loosely based off of Ella Enchanted (very very VERY loosely)
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