CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
"You were amazing." Shane whispered in my ear, his hot breath tickling me and I felt myself heat up. I turned my head and his lips were so close I couldn't stop myself from kissing him. Parliment was emptying and Shane had boldly stepped away from his post.
"You're amazing." I smiled when we parted and someone cleared their throat. I looked over to see Alyssa. Again. "Yeah?" I sighed, one hand holding tightly onto the colar of Shane's jacket and not letting him leave like he always did when he realised that people were watching us.
"His Majesty requests your pressence." Alyssa reported and I sighed again, this time for a different reason. My grip on Shane's jacket tightened for a second before it loosened and I let go.
"Okay." I agreed in a whisper, standing up and reaching for Shane's hand as I followed her. Before we left the Palace the King was about to go into a CAT scan or MRI or something like that; I'd wanted to stay with him but he wouldn't let me.
"Did you want me to stay?" Shane asked as we climbed into the car. I bit my lip and rested my head on his shoulder.
"I don't know." I murmured, I knew nothing good was going to come of this 'meeting'. The test results were probably back and unless they said that the King was somehow cured and he wasn't going to die and he was gonna get to live really happy for a really long time then they weren't going to be happy ones. "He's not doing good."
"Then make the time good while you can." Shane replied and I half-smiled, I don't know where he got his little nuggets of wisdom, but they were sweet.
"You're real smart, Shaney." I told him and he chuckled and shook his head, his fingers toying with the ends of my hair.
"I just don't want you to lose the time you have and be miserable and regret it for the rest of your life." He shrugged casually.
"Did you get a chance with your family? Any of them?" I asked softly and he stiffened for a second.
"You need to." He repeated and I knew what that meant. He didn't get his chance and he didn't want me to miss mine.
"Okay." We didn't say anything else after that for the rest of the car ride until we got to the Palace, I just stayed cuddled into Shane and he held me close until the car stopped. I hoped he would get over the whole jumping away from me when people were around reflex he had. "Are you coming back to school with me tomorrow?" I asked, making sure to hold Shane's hand as we walked through the halls of the Palace to the infirmiry.
"I'll never leave unless you tell me to." Shane replied softly, his thumb brushing over the back of my knuckles.
"Thank-you for not going back with Dad and Jackson." We were standing outside the infirmiry, but I was trying to get more time, more time when I didn't know and when the King could be fine, just for a little while.
"If there's a chance for you to be happy and that I can do that, I'll take it." He reached up and cupped my cheek, his thumb moving over and brushing across my lips before he sighed, glanced at the door and kissed my forehead. "I'll wait for you." I sighed and nodded before I reluctnatly let go of his hand and entered the infirmiry.
"Grandfather?" The curtain around his part of the infirmiry was pulled back as I aproached.
"How did the meeting proceed?" King Altiyan asked as I sat in the now-familiar chair at his bedside.
"Slow. Boring. Difficult. Draining... How do you do it?" I reached for his hand and absently felt for his pulse despite the machines around him providing the information. It was getting weaker.
"With time you learn to cope." The King replied and I frowned. I'd have to learn to cope? No 'it gets easier' or any of that stuff?
"Did you make your motion?" He questioned and I nodded mutely.
"Twelve votes in total." I reported and he smiled.
"Congratulations."
"Still another hundred to go." I reminded and he chuckled.
"You're very charming, Miley, a natural leader, when you want something you will get it." King Altiyan assured.
"In time?" I bit my lip nervously.
"We'll both have to work for that one." He said and I frowned.
"What did the scans say?"
"You don't need to worry about that." The King dismissed, waving a pale hand. "I'm not dieing until you don't need me anymore."
"Then you won't die, 'cause I'll always need you, you're my grandfather." I stated matter-of-factly and laughed, turning into a slight cough at the end.
"You may want to need me, but you won't always, you're a remarkable girl."
"You always say that, but I don't see it."
"You're too close to the picture to fully apreciate its beauty." The King smiled softly and I rolled my eyes.
"Bit of a biased opinion, don't you think?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm your grandfather, I'm allowed to be biased." We were both silent for a few minutes until I spoke next.
"What did the tests say?" I asked again softly, King Altiyan swollowed thickly and looked up at me.
"Please do not press the matter, Miley, I ask as your grandfather who does not want to see you hurting." His blue eyes werre ernest and emotional. His blue eyes. My blue eyes. They were the same. I wonder if this is how people felt when I begged with them? Did Shane see this every time he looked into my eyes when I was going to have to marry Marcus?
"Okay." I whispered, looking down and he let out a soft sigh of relief.
"Let me keep you somewhat innocent whilst I still can." Grandfather said quietly, pleadingly and I nodded silently.
Princess Miley
Monday, January 9th
After three months of getting used to the stares and the other students and teachers getting used to me, the chaos at Prince Arthurs Prepatory was renewd two-fold. Despite it being fifteen minutes until the warning sound rang everyone was already in my Monday English class by the time I got there. It was weird. I could feel everyone staring at me, whispering with the people next to them, pointing, staring. Shane was sitting next to me at the old desk that used to be his, both of us back next to each other; it appeared like he was sitting casually, not doing anything in particular, kinda bored really as he waited for class to start and be over already. The same way he was in the first couple of months when he was still undercover. But, I could see; his muscles were tense for a fight, his fingers would twitch towards his gun every few seconds, and even though he looked like he was staring at me, his eyes were flittering around the room through narrowed lids. He was in full on CRS security guard mode. It was way hot.
Half of English went by without incident until I felt Shane stiffen next to me and I looked over from my English book to see him glaring at the boy behind me. I looked behind me at the boy who was frozen half out of his seat, his hand extended to tap me on the shoulder and a note folded in it. I looked back to Shane and he shook his head once determindly and then the boy gulped and sat back down as Shane kept glaring at him. Shane reached over and snatched the paper up, opening and reading it beofre he glared harder and scrunched it up. I furrowed my brow in confussion at Shane he shook his head slightly and his eyes flickered to the door. At the end of class.
"What was that?" I asked softly between English and Science, itching to hold Shane's hand, to kiss him, to touch him in any way. But, I couldn't, not yet anyways. "What was in the note?"
"Dumbass whimp was acting like a nine-year-old; tick yes or no, will you go out with him?" Shane muttered darkly, showing me the note and I couldn't help but laugh at it. "They kow you have to get married, most of the kids in this school are set to inherit something or some title."
"So they think they have a chance of being a Prince?" I guessed and he nodded. I frowned and grabbed the scrunched up note, I stopped at the wall and I could feel Shane's body heat pressed against me as I grabbed a pen and clearly ticked the no box before writing NO in big bold letters on the wrinkled paper. When I got to Science everyone had been following me so I went over and blatantly put the note down on the boy who sat behind me desk. Let that be a message to anyone who wanted to try and marry me for a better title.
"Some might call that a very foolish move." Shane commented quietly as the class started filling.
"What do you say?" I retorted and he half smiled.
"Your way of stopping them is less..."
"Controversal?" I supplied when he paused to find the right word and his smile widened and he shook his head slightly.
"I was gonna go with violent, but that works too." Shane shrugged and I laughed.
"I think my way sounds better." I smirked and I reached over to his side of the double science counter for his hand that was resting casually in the middle. I touched the edge of his fingers and looked up at him hopefully. Shane glanced down to our hands and then back up to my eyes before he smiled softly and moved his hand closer to mine, entwining our fingers.
Shane kept our fingers connected all through Science and then I refused to let him go at the end of class. By the time we got to lunch the whole school was buzzing and Shane was tense and kept glaring at everyone and everything that came within six feet of me. Half way through lunch I was tired of the stares and the whispers and the pointing. I looked around for a second before I grabbed Shane's hand and made a great escape, dragging him out of the dining hall and outside. I laughed and spun around in the cool January air as we ran, heading towards our tree. As we got closer Shane caught me around the waist and spun me around, holding my back to him. When he set me back on my feet I giggled and turned in his arms and kissed him.
"I miss doing that." I giggled, pulling him over to the tree and climbing up.
"You have class in half an hour." Shane pointed out as he followed me, sounding a lot more relaxed than he had all day. I guess I was safer out here and he could relax more.
"I don't wanna, I'm Princess, I say I don't have to go." I pouted and he laughed, holding me close and nuzzling against me. "I say I get to stay here with you for ever and ever."
"I humbly comply." Shane murmured, kissing my lips chastely.
Princess Miley
I didn't go back to any of my classes the rest of the day, Shane and I stayed in the tree untill class started again and then we ran giggling and laughing back to my dorm room where we stayed the rest of the day. Where we were now. You'd think that after ditching a half day of classes we'd goof off and just hang out. But, Shane was helping me make a plan to talk to members of Parliment and do research to help me with them. The petition would be open again on Sunday and I hoped to get more votes. The King had said that 12 votes on the first day was a good result, only another 107 to go and I'd be able to be with Shane and hold his hand and kiss him and we wouldn't have to worry about having to marry anyone else or anyone coming between us.
"You're gonna kick ass, Princess." Shane grinned, playing with the ends of my hair as I hung up the phone from setting up another meeting
"We are." I corrected as he wrote the meeting down in a planner for me. I was an increasingly busy Princess.
"You're gonna be an amazing Queen." Shane praised and I smiled, rolling onto my back and looking up at him.
"Only if you're with me." I replied and he grinned and moved down, pushing the books and phones away so he could hover on top of me, pressing his so hot body against mine. I tugged at his tie and it slowly came undone in my hands
"I'm just in the background, Baby, you're the brains, the beauty, the perfection." Shane shook his head as he slowly lowered it to mine, his lips just out of reach.
"You're perception is a little skewed, Babe." I half smirked, holding his undone tie in both my hands and pulling him down. "But, I still love ya." A little making out, a little light groping and I was hot and whining as Shane's lips moved down to my neck, searching for my pulse.
"I gotta stop losing control around you." Shane muttered, pressing his excited boy parts against me and I flushed.
"I like it." I murmured and he groaned in my ear.
"You can't say things like that, I'm not thinking with the right head right now."
"'Member two weeks ago? Wednesday after Christmas?" I blushed and Shane shifted, lifting himself a little off of me. "Can-can I return the favour?"
"Fuck!" Shane swore and I giggled nervously as I trailed a hand down his untucked suit shirt and I finger the waist of his suit pants.
"I never touched a boy before." I blushed, deftly unbuckling his pants.
"You're skating on very thin ice here, Baby." Shane warned huskilly and I licked my lips.
"I know my ice. It won't break." I assured, boldly slipping my hand into his pants. I traced down, blushing and feeling him through his boxer briefs. I bit my lip when Shane moaned and I took a slow deep breath before I pushed my hand into his boxers.
"Princess..." Shane moaned lowly when I touched him for the first time, skin to skin.
To tell you the truth I'm not happy with this chapter, I don't know why, but I just don't like it.
Happy New Years! :D It's 4 minutes till th 2nd of January where I am right now; and 2 days and 4 minutes till my 19th birthday :D
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