I know you all are tired of hearing my excuses, I know I would be. But I was stuck for the longest time on the beginning and then I just didn't want to type this chapter the other day. But guess what? My school ends in like two weeks and then I'll have nothing to do but type, plus I actually have an idea of what I'm going to write after this. Hope you guys like this chapter.:D
Jean Luc lead his guests into his castle and to his surprise, his maids and servants were running around in a panic. One of young maids ran to Henri in a panic; her normally long brown hair nice and kept in a small pink bow, is now messy and her bow is nowhere to be seen.
"Yer hig'ness, lady Mercy is hav'ng 'er bebe rig't dis minute et Ah'm afraid she's no' too happy wit' y'." she cried, her soft blue eyes widened with fear as she fixes her pink maid dress.
"D'accord Kat'erine, is de midwife wit' 'er?" asked Henri as he tries to stay calm.
"Oui, but Ah'd advise y' t' be careful sir. She's threatenin' t' kill y' after she's has de bebe." Henri swallowed the lump that was forming in his throat; knowing full well he'd better get on his wife's good side, and fast, if he wants to live another day. He nodded and followed Katherine to his bed chamber.
"Ah'm gonna be a grand-père!" cried Jean Luc as he ran after his son, leaving everyone to watch his retreating form. Logan headed after Jean Luc and Ororo followed him; everyone else started after them, but Logan turned to them.
"You kids go et 'ave fun, the baby won't be born for sometime." Logan took their silence as a yes and Ororo and him went to see how everything was going.
In town the streets are packed as the simple people buy food and clothing. The three royals and Rogue look around for something to do, but no avail there's nothing. Until one caught the sight of the most beautiful crimson silk he's ever seen.
Scott walked slowly towards the silk, mesmerized by the beauty of it. When he got mere inches from it he noticed it wasn't silk, but hair. Beautiful hair, and it belongs to a very beautiful women. Her gentle green eyes look directly into his brown ones and from what he can tell from her violet dress, she is quite slim with ample bosoms. He has the desire to reach out and brush her creamy cheek, while he presses his lips against her's.
"Bonjour...Ah'm Jean." blushed the women sweetly as she has yet to take her eyes off of the handsome man in front of her. Her chest is pounding as she hopes he hasn't noticed her breathing is getting faster with every breath.
"Hello, I'm Prince Scott of England and Kenya." smiled the lean Prince shyly.
"Yer from Kenya? But yer accent sounds Irish." stated Jean confused as she looks at Scott fully, taking in every inch of him.
"Oh, I'm not. You see my little brother and I were taken in when we were very young, because our parents were killed and it makes Queen Ororo happy when we call her mom." smiled Scott sadly as he remembers his parents.
"Je suis si désolé." sighed Jean ashamed as she played with her hands, not looking at Scott.
"Don't be, you didn't know. Besides its good to talk about it once in awhile." he smiled "Would you like to get something to eat?" Jean nodded happily as they walked threw the crowd, not even noticing that they were being watched.
Alex watched as his big brother walked off with some girl happily. Alex was so caught up with watching his brother walk away he forgot about the others, he looked around abruptly for his sister and the others. But he couldn't see them, he was about to give up when he heard his name being called.
"Ya comin' Alex!" The young prince turned around and saw Rogue waving to him and he rushed to her. "Be careful, we don' want ta lose ya." she smiled sweetly as she walked along with Remy, who enfolded his arm with hers. Alex stayed close , while looking around.
While Alex enjoyed himself, Laura scowled. She doesn't want to be here, especially since there's nothing to do and her fiancé (?) is back in England. His passionate, handsome, brave and he'd do anything for her. Oh, how she misses him and can't wait to marry him as she looks at the golden band around her finger with a blue stone resting in the middle of it.
As the younger royals pay no heed, Remy whispers huskily into Rogue's ear. "Chere, Remy 'as somet'in' ta tell y'. Will y' come wit' him?" She could feel her body heat up as his warm breath hit against her neck and ear.
How does a man she just met make her feel this way? And why did she let him hold her arm? "Ya, lets go Princey." nodded Rogue breathlessly as she tried to stay calm. Remy started to lead her away from the other two, when he turned his head to the side a little bit. "Y' deux be bon, we see y' later." He nodded as Rogue and him disappeared through the crowd of commoners.
Alex and Laura looked at each other shrugged and walked their separate ways. Alex talking to the fishers, while Laura looked at cloths indifferently as all she saw were pastel dresses.
Some far away three figures watch as the English royals go off on their own and they smirk to each other as they go away their pray.
Alex was so focused on the fascinating story the fisherman was telling him, that he didn't noticed someone heading his way. Suddenly Alex fell flat on his back with the feeling of something straddling his waist. He looked up and saw the weirdest, but loveliest greenish hair imaginable sitting on him. The girl abruptly got off him and turned her head as she blushed furiously. Alex shook his head as he got up and dusted off his cloths, once he was done he took a closer look at the lovely lady. Her eyes are hazel and her dress is like the Atlantic water, it matches perfectly with her eyes.
"Pardon me, I was not watching where I was going." the young lade sighed softly "I feel so embarrassed." Her voice was like music to Alex's ear, he can't keep his eyes off of her.
"No, no it's quite alright miss. It was all my fault, my name is Prince Alexander of England and Kenya, but you can call me Alex." Alex felt his heart soar as she smiled at him.
"My name is Lady Lorna, I'm from Olsztyn. It's up in the northeastern, it's quite cold." she giggled daintily as she holds her hand near her mouth.
"Ah, yes it is." nodded Alex wisely "My father has been there recently, and he did say it was very cold." As Alex talked Lorna looked around them, casually looking back at him.
Laura was tired at looking at these stupid dress, so she decided to head back to the castle. At least there she can sleep or talk to someone she knew. But as she turned around she hit a wall and landed on her butt, scraping her arm. She looked at her injured arm and was about to yell at the person who ran into her, but said person bent down to her. He took her arm and ripped the sleeve of his black shirt and wrapped it nicely around her wound. Laura watched his hands touch her arm and when he was finished she looked at him, her eyes widening at the man in front of her.
Thanks for reading this everyone, please review and tell me what you think.:D Also who do you think are those three people and who is the guy that helped Laura?