The couple managed to 'hide' in thier chambers for three days. During them, Dean stood by his wife's side for most of the time. She learnt about his childhood and stories, how he was the one naming Samuel 'the Strong' when he was a plump kid, in order to avoid any unflattering thing to be added to his name, like with his uncle 'Solomon the Stupid'. He also told her about his time in the war in a very light way, not giving any details but explaining why everyone took his as such a hard man. He also mentioned his best friend, a knight named Castiel, and how he wanted to come to their wedding but couldn't because his wife was about to give birth to their first child.
"He sent us a letter apologising for not coming, said the kid is a healthy strong boy," he affirmed, taking a sip from the cup of wine in front of him. "And there is a gift waiting for us in Highgarden."
Evangeline smiled at the way he looked relaxed talking about his life.
"You're good friends," she smiled softly at him.
"Yes," he looked back at her. "He is excited to meet you. His wife is just as well, she said things haven't been the same since Charlie left."
The black-haired princess smiled a small smile. It would be good to have some sort of friend going there.
"Do you have any friends?" he questioned.
"Well," she sat back uncomfortably. "I shared a chamber with some cousins and my sister Hannah and…"
His smile died, finally noticing what that meant. She was lonely.
"Amara always said none of them was enough to befriend a princess, she never let me and my sister around them for more than necessary" she muttered. "I spent a lot of time with Hael when she was staying here I suspect she was only with me because she wanted to impress my brother. She gave up when she realised we weren't very close."
And it was true. When King Chuck was still alive and told her how he planned to betroth Evangeline to the first son of a different family that used to be very influential in the past in their kingdom, and Michael to their first daughter, the girl was hyped with the possibility of finally making a friend. She was to be queen eventually, so Amara wouldn't see any problem with their friendship.
"You were to marry her brother, right?" he questioned.
Evangeline nodded. According to her father, she would stay behind when their visited their castle, but circumstances cause the plans to go wrong.
"It is funny how things are different from what I thought they would be just two years ago," his wife pointed.
"Two years is a long time," Dean agreed. "Where do you see us then?"
The princess frowned.
"In two years?"
Dean confirmed with a nod of his head and she shook her.
"I don't know. In the Reach. Maybe we could visit other places, other countries."
He smiled, changing his posture and reaching out to caress her small hand, taking it and pressing his lips against her knuckles.
"Your stepmother invited us to dinner," he muttered and Evangline bit her thin lower lip in annoyance. "You can't run from her forever."
"I can try," she looked down and shifted on her seat.
Dean took a breath and pulled his wife closer to him as she rested her head on his shoulder.
"What is wrong?" he questioned. "Why is it that you don't want to see her?"
Evangeline breathed deep for a long moment, closing her eyes.
"She always knows when I lie. She knows everything."
Amara had put a heavy pressure on her the days prior to their wedding. She needed her step-daughter to be perfect and look perfect, to forge the alliance between the crown and the Winchesters.
'We need their help, food and money; they need a wife to their first-born.' She had said. 'Give him what he wants and we can have what we want.'
"She'll ask about you and our first night," the princess affirmed, knowing her stepmother well enough to presume her actions, as well as the rest of the royal family. "Then Michael will make jokes about how I was so broken I couldn't stand up the following day. Then, grandfather will say something about an heir."
"And my father will agree," he touched Evangeline's temple with his lips. "He'll mention how I've always wanted children and how it would be good for our castle to be filled with children once again. Charlie will smile and say our children can be best friends."
His wife turned to look at his face and Dean did the same, staring into her bright blue eyes. He pulled her close, moving his lips to her cheek and kissing her gently and affectionately.
Evangeline was getting used to Dean's kisses and now the feeling of embarrassment she had every time he laid his lips on her tanned skin had changed. Every time he moved away, there was a hit of longing inside of her, a twist of hunger that made the oung woman want to beg him for more. She wanted a real kiss.
"I will be there the whole time," he said calmingly.
"Are you a good liar?" she questioned and he chuckled.
"We'll find out together."