Last time:
"Thank you Bruce." Natalia walked to the door to the dining hall. Lord Barton looked up to see Natalia walking to him. He has sand coloured hair and wears a black long coat. She stoped a few inches infront of him. Good Lord! He is handsome! He looks familiar. Stop that! You can't get attached not like last time! It cant happen again! Ever!
Clinton took her hand and kissed it. "Natalia Romanova you look beautiful." O dear Lord how cliche. Just another man who wants to get my naked. She looked him in the eye.
"Me or just my breasts?" She aksed sarcastically.
He started laughing. "You, but your breasts look beautiful too." Jerk, how dare he?! She was about to slap him across his cheek when she heard someone enter the dining hall. She turned and saw it's her father.
"Father." She greeted. He just nodded.
"Lord Clinton Barton, it is good to see you! How is your Mother?" Lord Romanova said as he walked to where they were standing.
"Lord Romanova, it is indeed. She is fine, she really is looking forward to meet Princess Natalia." He said as he looked to Natalia.
"That is good. I am sure Natalia wants to meet your Mother too, isn't that right dear?" Does anyone even aks me what I want?! She nodded.
"Well maybe she can go back with me on Monday?" No dear God! No please!
"You have my premission."
"Thank you my Lord."
"So now you two have met I would like to speak to Lord Barton alone. Don't worry dear you can have him all evening."
Natalia nodded and walked to the garden. She sat down on a bench, looking up to the sky. It's dark and looks like it can start raining any moment. Why? Why does nobody get it? He is a jerk, someone who doesn't respect anybody accept for my Father. Why does he want to marry me? Just because I am pretty? Well I have had a lot of men like him before. Without knowing, tears were slipping down her face. It starts raining. Hard. But she couldn't care anymore.
"You know a pretty princess like you shouldn't be sitting there while it is raining." Natalia abruptly stood up, facing her future husband. Why didn't I heard him comming?
"What do you want from me?!" She said still sobbing. He brought up his hand, wiping away the tears from her face.
"What is wrong?"
"Like you care!" She yelled at him. He sighed.
"You know what if you want to be a cold-hearted bitch, than be it. But that doesn't change anyting Natalia! You Father still wants that I marry you, and I will."
"What are you doing here? Just telling me things I ALLREADY know?! My whole live is just a nightmare! Every women in the village wants to be me! Why? Because I have a castle, money and everting I wish for! But my live isn't a fairy tale! They won't be forced to marry, they can do wathever they like with whoever they want! So yeah I am not happy here. Is that what you wanted to hear?! Is that why you came?!"
"NO! I just came to say that dinner is ready and they are waiting for you! But then I saw you crying and I was just trying to help! You are going to be my wife, if you like it or not. But I want to make the best of it, I want you to be happy. But I guess you are just what everone says about you, a woman with no feelings." With that he walked away.
Natalia sank back on the bench. Shocked. Again tears are streaming down her face. Why does his words hurt so much?! I barely know him. I can't let him break my guard down. I can't let him break me. She wiped away the tears and stood up, walking back to the castle. She entred the dining hall and sat down next to her Mother, across from Clinton who sat next to her Father.
"Dear you finally made it." Her Mother said smiling as she continued "I must say, Lord Barton really is a gentleman."
"I am sure he is Mother."
After dinner Lord Romanova and his wife excused themself. That let alone Clinton and Natalia. He looked at her. There was an awkward silence until she broke it. "I am sorry about earlier."
"Wait are you apologizing?" She looked up at him and saw that he is smiling his cocky smile. Which she found a little adorable. She slightly smiles back.
"I think I am."
"Well how about that?"
"Don't be a jerk, otherwise I take it back." Her smile grow wider.
"Yes my Lady." He returned the smile.
"Good night Lord Barton." She said as she stood up.
"Clinton."
"what?" She looked at him confused.
"I mean call me Clinton, Natalia."
"Good night Clinton." She said smiling.
"Sleep well Natalia."
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Ameilia Barton
