Grater love hath no man,
I sat resignedly up in my saddle, there's no turning back now. I shook my head and stared defiantly up at the largest building I had ever seen. The turrets and towers seemed to go on forever in an endless spiral, with flags and banners in what I could safely assume were the realms colours, a light aqua and a deep violet.
The roads, unlike in the main city areas, were paved and as we came within 50 meters of the palace a few stable boys, though I may add a lot cleaner and far more finely dressed than some outside the castle grounds, approached us, taking our reigns as we dismounted, one giving his hand to me which I accepted and floated downwards.
I glanced up as I took Chris's arm and saw many guards, with crossbows pointing at us, I shivered slightly and walked faster. Wouldn't want to escape here!
As we strolled into the enormous entrance hall, with tapestries on the walls and the smell of flowers from the vases in the corners, another young boy, around eight or nine, approached us.
He bowed, 'Count Christopher Robert Lewis James, house of Fairley, it is an honour to welcome thee and thou's companion,' he acknowledged me with a bow, 'to the magnification castle once more, their majesties have been informed of your presence. His majesty, Prince Andrew has requested an audience with thee on the morrow. Thou shall be taken to separate parlours in the northern wing. Good day. ' and he departed with a mighty bow, amazing for an eight year old. I sure couldn't have done it and I'm double his age!
With his departure came another primly dressed servant, a woman this time, with freckles and bright, flaming red hair tied in a single plait. 'Ye cum wit moi.' Her uneducated voice was sharp and she led us through the long entwining corridors with such swiftness I soon became dizzy, holding onto Chris's arm with a harder grip.
We finally arrived at their rooms and we parted, Chris promising to get servants to send me dinner and wake me in the morning when I would meet the prince.
Coming into my new quarters I noticed the vastness of the bed, it was huge! In each room the colourings were all in cream and the curtains in light lavender.
My quarters contained a bedroom, bathroom, sitting room, parlour and a balcony looking out to the city's east.
I took of my shoes and walked out onto the balcony. I watched the city going about its business in the failing light, sighing I felt far too still for comfort and something else…. Lonely, I was lonely. This could not be a dream. This is really anomalous! I don't even know where I am! Why have I taken this so lightly? Breathing deeply I went back inside where servants were waiting for me.
I bathed, or rather they bathed me and set out a few dresses for me to try on for my meeting with the prince in the morning. After another three hours I was set to sleep in my huge bed, alone and cold I lay until finally, hours later, I slept, having visions of figures dancing across my mind.
'Fine bring her to me then. Let me see this beautiful princess. I highly doubt it dear Count! But I shall see her.' The prince scoffed to me. He was highly conceited and vain, he knew what he wanted and how to get it. Growing up as a royal had given him an unhealthy sense of getting what he wanted, to sum this all up he was spoiled rotten, but on fear of torture, imprisonment and beheading no one ever dared mention anything that was slightly treasonous.
'Thank you my lord prince.' I said bowing myself up and sprinted up to get Aurora. My hands sweating as I came swiftly to her chambers hoping he would hate her, but he couldn't, no one could, but what I feared more was that he would love her. If he loved her I couldn't protect her!
I knocked twice and waited a few minutes and a maid answered the door as I entered she emerged from a side room into the sitting room.
'Chris!' she smiled and hurried over. She looked exquisite in a dress with blend of yellow and reds, tight on the top half with flowing sleeves and a low skirt puffing out and touching the ground, trailing a foot or two. They had provided her to a wardrobe to look her best before the aristocrats and monarchs on this morrow.
We walked briskly through the halls, feeling the cool morning air as we went. After fifteen more minutes we arrived at the main hall.
The large oak doors were encrusted with jewels and carvings, the door handles were golden and very large, there were servants on either side to open the magnificent doors, which when I had first arrived at the castle had seemed quite daunting but now just seemed rather lame.
As we entered the herald called our names out to the prince, moments later he came into view, he was in his mid-twenties with platinum blonde hair and dark, almost black eyes. He slouched in his seat lazily but he had muscles under the lavishly decorated clothing in rich colours like I had seen him do so many times before.
As he glanced at us he saw Aurora and sat up just slightly straighter. Motioning us to come forward I bowed and with a fleeting look at me, Aurora curtsied, sweeping low.
'Your beauty among these halls is infamous, we have heard much of it from Christopher here but I must say I hadn't believed him until you stepped in today. As I am sure you have heard, I am Crown Prince Andrew, but you may call me Prince or Andrew. I have heard you are called Aurora, Princess Aurora Fairley of the house of Tudor? I must say I have never heard of your kingdom before and I am quiet fathomed at how Court Christopher came upon you. You must tell me sometime but I am quiet busy now and must get to duties at hand. To tell me of your cunning tales you must come to the ball then, invitations will be sent out and yours shall be sent via you count here.'
'Thank you fine sir, I take it as a compliment you have known me less than half an hour but you still take the time to invite me to such a splendid occasion!' she said it graciously but I sensed a hint of sarcasm.
Not seeming to notice the sarcasm in her words prince Andrew continued, 'It is only one of my many duties as prince, it is quiet humbling to take time for my subjects and the Monarchs of far away realms.
'Anon,' he said nodding and raising a hand as a dismissal. As we left I noticed the look on Auroras face and noticed it was unseemly red. We walked through the threshold and I still looking at her, realised she was holding back a laugh. Continuing down the corridor we turned and she burst out laughing, a full of humour, hearty laugh.
'What in the world do you think your laughing at?' I bellowed now full of anger. 'Do you think what had just happened humorous? Prey, tell why!' I huffed and she stopped laughing and looked at me, her eyebrows raised, a smile still playing around her rosy lips.
'Him.' She stated shortly. She then nodded her head and raised her delicate hand in imitation of him with a false haughty manner about her, 'Anon!' she said in a mock arrogant tone.
'Aurora!' I whisper urgently, 'You do know that's treason! You could even be beheaded for less than that!'
'Well luckily I didn't do less than that then!' she smiled sweetly, skipping very fast away from me, with me scowling at her fast retreating back.
Its getting really hard to subtly compliment her! I mean honestly how many compliments are their! He fully cannot go like 10 seconds without desperately needing her and being turned on. Its quiet odd. Sorry for the delay but I was FINALLY writing Fix You. :) by the way theres another story that im going to post. so stay posted...?
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