Fiona couldn't hold back her blushing cheeks. She was speechless. At least one of her questions was answered. But now more emerged.
"You going to say something?" Marshall asked waving his hand in front of her frozen face. Fiona finally snapped out of her trance.
"So you actually like me?" Fiona managed to say. "Mhm. Who wouldn't like you Fiona? You're basically everything i described in my song. Your beautiful and everything plus more i could ever dream of in a girl. But do you like me back?" Marshall asked showing a bit of blush. Fiona couldn't answer except with the smallest nod possible. Marshall smiled, cupped her chin, and gave her another kiss. "Come on. I'd better take you home." Marshall said picking her up in his arms and carried her all the way home. When they got to the wall with her bedroom window, Marshall put his guitar against the wall, had Fiona on his back, and carried her all the way up. She held on tight but not enough to hurt him. Marshall finally set her down on her soft blue bed.
"Marshall i have a question." Fiona asked as he sat next to her. "shoot." "What are you going to do about your travels?" Fiona asked. "Because i don't want to be the reason for you not being able to perform in different kingdoms."
Marshall sat there filled with thought of his answer. Before he could answer, Fiona's father barged in.
"Fiona will you-" He muttered before seeing his daughter and a stranger sitting on her bed. "What is going on in here?! Who is he and why aren't you in bed?" He screamed
"Dad listen. It's not what it looks like. He just brought me back from a concert at Murray's restaurant." Fiona said standing up immediately.
"Wait you went out of the castle without me knowing?! What if something bad happened to you? I'm sure this roughian wouldn't protect you." The king said gesturing to what was now nothing on the bed. "We'll talk about this in the morning." He demanded storming out. Fiona wanted to cry. But she instead ran to the window to find her,what She called him, knight in plaid armor hanging onto the ivy.
"I'm sorry. I should have brought you home earlier. And about your question...I want you to come with me." Marshall said. Fiona gasped. She thought about her kingdom, the soldiers, her father, cake. But then drifted to how much of a better life he could have. She would finally be out of the kingdom. She wouldn't have to deal with her father being overprotective. She would be able to do whatever she wanted.
"Can I bring cake with me?" Fiona asked. Marshall took her hand and smiled lovingly at her.
"Of course my princess." He kissed her hand and looked back up at her.
"When are you leaving?" Fiona asked.
"I was planning on leaving tonight but i can wait another day or two." Marshall replied.
"Tomorrow night. I need some time to pack. I promise i won't bring too much stuff." Fiona said.
"Alright. good night my beautiful princess." Marshall said still holding onto the ivy.
"Good night my knight in plaid armor." Fiona giggled. Marshall gave a kiss goodnight and climbed back down, grabbed his guitar, and headed back to the hotel. Fiona got dressed in her red pajamas and fell asleep vaguely that night. She couldn't stop thinking about her future, How the kingdom would be without her, etc.