Someday My Prince Will Come (epic love story) (15 page)

"Hey!" He protested, and I heard him following me. I started to run, sprint actually, along the path that led us away from the castle. I heard his footsteps coming closer and I started to laugh as my lungs gave way to fatigue. Suddenly, I felt his arms wrap around my body. He burned me at the touch, and I struggled to get away. There was a large patch of grass to the right of the path and around it was a border of flowers and small shrubs. Freddie pulled me down on top of him into the sweet smelling grass, and by now we were both laughing. As I was trying to get away from him as best as I could, again, I remembered that I was still in my workout clothes. Something must be done about this.

I was suddenly self-conscious and I stopped resisting. "Freddie, stop it!" I said quietly and he let go. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Worry was prominent in his voice and I laughed it off.

"No; no of course not." I sat down in the grass next to where he lay and looked at my toes. "It's just that I'm all smelly and I don't want you to suffocate." I said, looking down at him. I smiled and just looked into his eyes. They looked so beautiful right now; sparkling, happy, filled with love… the last one made my heart pump faster and it increased as I felt him moving toward me. Soon, his lips were against mine in a soft but forceful kiss. I put my hands around his head and he pushed me toward the ground gently. I was lying on my back with him holding himself over me before he released the kiss.

"I don't care if you're smelly, doll," Freddie said, perfectly serious. "I'll always love you. Always."

I could only smile. What possessed this man to have feelings for me when I looked like this was beyond my wildest thoughts. He brought his lips down to my cheek and I giggled. Oh, how I had missed his touch. I closed my eyes and savored the sensation. He kissed my neck and it tickled my skin and my heart. Suddenly, his chin grazed my necklace and I remembered the whole reason that I was running away from him in the first place.

"Hey!" I said pushing his head away slightly. "I'm not supposed to be kissing you!" "You can't resist it, doll," he said laughing. "You know you like it."

"No. I don't. Now get off me!" I said trying to push him away with my hands. He laughed at my struggle for he was still holding himself over me as if a feather tried to knock him down. My hands were against his chest and I felt his muscles moving as he bent down to kiss me again. My, he was strong! It nearly took my breath away, just touching him like that, so I quickly removed my hands and rolled my head away from his passionate attack. I somehow managed to find a way out from under his arm and I giggled as I realized that I was free.

I clambered to my feet and tried to run again, but my prince was too fast for me. His hand found mine in a matter of seconds and he tried to pull me back down to the ground. I resisted with all my might, but my flip flops were giving in and I realized that they were on his side. They were sliding against the grass and I kicked them off as fast as I could. I was laughing really hard, and that made it difficult to be mad at him. I really tried to mean it when I said that I wouldn't kiss him until he told me, but it was so hard not to!!!!

After fifteen more seconds of helplessly struggling, I decided to give in and fell to the ground letting him take my hands and plaster them to the ground above my head. I was still laughing and my eyes were starting to fill with mirth. Soon enough, my giggles deceased, and then Freddie and I held eye contact for a few moments and then I sweetly asked him to let me go. He smiled and released my hands, but he still crouched over me with his hands next to my head.

I started to twirl my fingers in his hair and I knew he liked it because his closed his eyelids drooped and he tried to bend down to kiss my cheek again.

"No, no, no. I don't think so." I grinned playfully in his ear. Then, in one swift motion surprising us both, I moved out from under him and pushed him to the ground. He was no doubt taken aback and I'm sure he felt even more astonished when I put his hands over his head the same way that he did to me.

"There now. How does it feel when it's happening to you?" I said, feeling the laughter bubbling in my lungs. "Are you feeling more talkative now?" I grinned, asking him with a smile.

"No not really," he told me.

I rolled my eyes and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth. "How about now?"

This time, he didn't answer but he just shook his head and beamed. He freed his hands from my grasp and I felt them close around my waist forcefully. He pulled me down on top of his body and I oozed when my chest

landed on his. I had forgotten how strong he was and I struggled to get away, but to no avail. He turned me around again and pressed me to the grass. I felt like screaming! I was getting no-where in all of this! Every time I tried to put up a fight, it always ended up with me right back on my spine in the cool green grass. I finally just decided to give up; what was the use?

The surprise must have shown in my eyes because he laughed at me. "You think you're all tough, doll? Nice try."

I stuck my tongue out at Freddie and let my breath catch in my chest, then fall. "What do you think that was going to accomplish?" He said with a kind grin.

"I just want you to tell me what's going on. I don't like being in the dark," I murmured completely serious. Freddie looked like he was about to break, so I pressed on. "Why can't you just tell me already? Please, Freddie?"

I saw him contemplate within himself and then decide. "Alright." He nodded. "I'll tell you as much as I can, okay?"

I smiled. That's more like it. We started to walk back to the palace and I thought about my first question. "What did you mean when you said you knew that I wore it every day? You can't lie to me about anything. I can tell when you lie you know."

"I know." He nodded. "But you can't be upset about this. Please know that it's completely for your safety and nothing more"

"Okay" I said, curiously.

"Um." I waited as he stumbled over what to say. What on earth could it possibly be? "That necklace it's not a normal necklace. It's my own personal tracking device."

I stopped dead in my tracks. "What?" I said, probably too loudly. That was the LAST thing that I expected. I felt mixed emotions in my head. He was tracking me? Everywhere that I went? A feeling of affection washed over me, instead of anger. If anything, this showed his love more than anything. Giving me such a gorgeous gift as a means to my safety? That was beyond caring, beyond sweet, and beyond anything that anyone had ever done for me. I couldn't believe the man that I had. I looked up into his worried eyes. He probably thought that I was going to be really mad at him. I don't know how I could be. Anyone who would be mad for something like that was a total crack head. Sure, it could be looked at as over protective, but for the situation that we were in, I could see his worry and I respected that.

Tears came to my eyes. My boyfriend loved me so much that he made sure he knew every place I went everyday while he was gone. Even though Jameson was there, even though I was under complete protection, it wasn't enough for him. I reached up and kissed his mouth soundly.

"That's the sweetest thing that anyone has ever done for me, Freddie. Thank you so much" "So you're not mad, then?" He asked hopefully, to make sure.

"Not one bit." I grinned when he grinned. It made my insides tingle and he pulled me close to him in a warm hug.

"I love you, doll." "I love you too."

Chapter 10

Freddie

We pulled away a few minutes later. I felt so relieved that she wasn't upset at first I thought that her reaction was of anger, but now I see that it was nothing but pure love. Wow. What did I ever do to deserve such an amazing girl? It was unreal.

We walked hand in hand back to the castle. She had mentioned that she was smelly, when in reality she wasn't, but I figured that she would be grateful to have some time to refresh herself.

We were silent in our own thoughts during the walk back. I don't know what she was thinking about, probably about the necklace and everything like that but all I could think about was when she went all 'commando' back there. I thought back to the way left acid on my skin; a burning sensation unknown to mankind.

We reached her room and I told her my plans for her. She smiled sweetly at me and said that she really would like a shower. I informed her to look in her closet and she would find clothes that fit her perfectly. Back in the states, I had eyed her size. She really was perfect to me. Everything about her body.

I told her that I would come get her when it was time for 'le daujeuner' or lunch to you Americans. I still marveled that it was only one o'clock pm. It felt like she had been here for years already. I thought it was spectacular how she fit in so well in this new environment. It was like she was a chameleon; always comfortable wherever she went. This, of course, budded another seed of love for this girl; in the garden that I already thought was full.

As I left her, I instantly felt lonely. How much it meant to me to have her right next to me, our hands laced together Ahh. I'd better not go into that.

I walked to the security room with a cheerful heart. It was always a good thing to walk into that particular room when you were in a good mood. For it was dark, and grey and the only light that showed was the hundreds of TV screens from all of the cameras. Hallways, Stables, the driveway, heck, even rooms were being spied on. As I entered the room, I seriously had to make myself stay away from the sector of cameras that had been placed in Arianne's division. It was the same one as mine, yes, but there was nothing to see in my room. In Arie's, however was a beautiful young woman with a heart to match her face.

I escaped my thoughts when I saw Paul beckoning me to his desk. He had a 'special desk', placed in a small corner of the room, where there were small walls dividing it from the rest of the operation. It looked sort of what you would imagine a cubicle to be, and I kept reminding myself to get a better space for Paul. He did far too much to deserve this tiny little space. But he never complained, and that was one of the reasons I trusted him so very much.

« Je suis désolé de vous tirer a partir de votre temps avec Arianne. Mais c'est la raison exacte pour notre réunion » I am sorry to pull you from your time with Arianne. But this is the exact reason for our meeting.

I nodded my head in understanding. After their fantastic job in bringing her here safely, I was very close to giving them all $1,000 raises! See how nice I am?

« J'ai peur que j'aie de tre's mauvaises nouvelles pour vous, cependant. » I'm afraid that I have some very bad news for you, though.

"Ah?" I asked, curiously. "Comme?" Oh? Such as?

Such as this. Arianne and Jameson were attacked this morning at the airport. We do not know why, or who, but it was a very dangerous experience for your girlfriend.

By this point my teeth were clenched and I could have sworn that lava was pouring out of my eyeballs. She was what? I didn't say anything. Not for a long time. Paul took this time to go through some papers and then finally handed them to me.

"These are the lists of suspects that we have so far. We have checked all air-wave recordings, but nothing has been transmitted since four o'clock yesterday afternoon." Paul said in rapid French.

I responded in the same, "And what was that?"

« Je ne sais pas, altesse. » I don't know your highness. "It was a gargled message, too complicated to understand."

I nodded solemnly. I didn't care about the suspects. My mind kept flying to Arianne. She was attacked today? Her life could have been taken from me, right in my own country. I shuddered and put my hand to my head. Paul questioned my health, but I told him that I needed to think through this. He told me that he was doing every possible thing to find out what was going on. I simply nodded and walked away.

I kept on walking until I reached Arianne's room. Why didn't she tell me? How could she keep that from me? I must have distracted her with my selfish kisses. I felt a dagger plunge through my heart. To think; I might not be coming to see her, happy and cheerful right now. I could be going to her dead body, crumpled in my arms; never to see the light of day ever again. The thought made me sick and I felt my stomach pumping. This was the last straw. It was too close, now. She needed to be under constant surveillance; I really didn't care at all how much she didn't like it.

My suspicions were right. She did hate it. For the first two days, my heart ached as she begged me to release her from 'her prison', as she called it. Each time, I took her hands and gently, but firmly told her no. Each time she frowned and her lips pouted, and each time I only wanted to soothe her pain with a kiss. Sometimes, I gave in
other times I tried but she wouldn't let me. Something happened that I was not expecting in all of this. She was becoming upset towards me for doing such 'a constricting thing' to her. I tried to apologize; I even brought her huge bouquets of flowers, candy, chocolate, love notes, the whole nine yards. She thanked me for them, but I knew what she really wanted was to be able to walk in the castle; alone.

Maybe I had gone a little bit to the extreme. Every time she stepped out of the door, there were three men waiting for her. They escorted her everywhere, the dining hall, the garden, the library, everywhere. At first she was only complaining to me about how they grabbed her. It made her feel like a puppy, she said, and I gladly took those restraints off. She was mine to touch and mine only, even if it was just holding an arm.

One chilly morning, about three days after she had arrived, the clouds miraculously parted and I felt the sun warming my face through my window. I opened my eyes and smiled a little, stretching my arms. They were a little bit sore from working out last night. I looked at my arm and flexed. Man, I had such pathetic biceps. Quickly getting dressed, I remembered what today was. Me and Arianne's picnic with absolutely no security! Too good to be true! It definitely was.

We weren't doing anything too risky we were still inside the castle walls, but in a certain section of the garden, I knew of this darling little place where the cameras didn't reach. It was a small nook, hidden by a large oak tree. The tree was so large that its branches covered an entire lawn which rested beneath it. It was shaded, quiet and completely off limits to the cameras; my mother and father had gone there on countless occasions, just to get away. Of course, we were not completely deprived of help. Hidden in the bushes was a small alert mechanism trained for certain words. If you said them, the alarm would sound in the castle's security room, and men would be there almost instantly to save you from harm.

My parents and I had done this drill a countless number of times, but we hadn't needed to use it so far. I prayed that it would never come to such a thing. It was a good thing that this part of my country didn't have snow. Being December, it was cool, but not too cold. I've heard that our weather here is much like California's It only snows in some places, but in the winter it just gets chilly; sometimes even seventy-five degrees.

I went straight to Arianne's room after taking a hot shower and dressing in something casual. No need to look fancy when you were going to be rolling around in the grass for half the day. Knowing Arianne, and knowing me, I knew that grass stains would be a definite possibility.

Knocking on her door, left me in a tizzy. I couldn't wait to see her and spend time with her. The past few days had me in the security office from morning till' night and I'm afraid I only was allowed to behold my sweet princess at meals. I nodded courteously to all of the men standing outside her door. One, two, three, four oh wow. Four men? Since when had it been four? I thought I only assigned three? Oh well. I didn't really pay attention to who they were, because an opening door killed my thought process.

Then, as if my body needed to be crushed to the ground even more, I saw Arianne. Did one of the guards just kick me in the stomach? For all the air was out of my lungs the second my eyes connected to her. She was smiling at me, hair loosely curled in gentle waves, and flowing down her shoulders. She was wearing a white sundress with darts all around the waist, making it look even tinier. It came down to just before her knees, and the square neckline accompanied by the thick white straps made her shoulders glow.

"Hey-" I slurred slightly, still looking at her appearance.

"Hi!" she said, happily. She reached up on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on my lips. I smiled as I felt my love for her pack up times ten in my veins. She would be the death of me.

"You look really nice," she said as we walked away from the guards.

"Nah," I denied, "Nowhere close to this goddess right here" my arm was around her waist, and I moved my hand up to tickle her ribs. She squealed in giddy delight and pushed me away from her.

"Don't do that, Freddie! Il est ne
drôle pas!" It's not funny, she added in French.

"Fine. But I can't think of any other way to control you, you little spitfire!" I teased and pulled her back to me. She responded by wrapping her arms around my waist. I felt her constrict gently and it made me smile.

"Oh please," she said looking up at me. "Do I look like a spitfire to you?

I stopped walking and gently pushed her away, still holding on to her hands. I deliberately let my eyes trail down her entire body, making sure she saw me do it. I wanted her to know how much I loved everything about her, including her body. I lifted my eyes up to her face and saw the roses in her cheeks. I laughed at this, and answered her, shaking my head.

"Nope. Tu est tre's belle, et je t'adore, Arie." You are very beautiful and I love you Arie.

The roses in her cheeks grew more prominent and we started walking again, disconnecting a pair of our hands, but savoring the touch of the other.

"I'm not beautiful," Arianne stated evenly. "You're more beautiful than I am."

She smiled as I chuckled a bit. "I'm not sure if I should take that as an insult or a compliment." "Take it as a compliment!" She pushed my shoulder playfully. "You know what I mean."

I nodded and looked down at her. She had this wonderful glow about her today; I wondered what could possibly make her so very happy? Her eyes twinkled, her face was continuously twisted into a smile, and she walked with a little bit of a bounce. I found it positively appealing!

"You look so happy today. Why?"

"I've wanted to be with you for so long, Freddie. Not just this month, but ever since I met you. I can't describe how happy I am to actually have it. I've never had anything as wonderful as you; all this," She said waving her arm about the castle, "in my entire life. It's overwhelmingly amazing. I guess I'm just happy because of you."

Well, that made my day! What was so great about me? By this point, we were outside of the palace and I noted the unusually warm zephyr, a strong but gentle breeze, carefully blowing her hair about her face. The sun shone down onto both of our faces, and I squinted a little bit. We were both silent. I'm not sure, but I can almost guarantee that she was enjoying the bright day as much as I was. I kept her hand in mine even when the path became big enough for only one person at a time. So I led the way, and kept her close behind me, loving the feel of her skin on mine.

Finally, we reached our secret little destination. There was a picnic basket and a blanket all set up for us when we got there; one of the perks about being royalty. I was comfortable in my jeans and long sleeved shirt and sweater, but I felt Arianne shiver and I realized how much of a selfish jerk I was; not telling her to grab a sweater.

"It's pretty cool out here. And I meant the weather, but it's cool in that way too-" Arianne stuttered, disrupting my thought process.

I smiled, "I know. I love this place so much But here, take my sweater. I have on a long sleeved shirt." I handed her my garment and she took it without protest. A feeling of guilt washed over me. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you to get something warmer on you just looked so mind-bogglingly beautiful and I guess I forgot," I added sheepishly.

"Oh, please Freddie. It's totally not your fault." Arianne encouraged, snuggling closer into the fabric. "So why doesn't this place have any cameras anyway?"

Arianne

"It's meant for privacy." Freddie replied. "There are a few more places like this inside the castle, but we're not completely without help."

"What do you mean?" I asked, curious. If there were no cameras, then???

"In these bushes, right over there actually," Freddie pointed behind me, "is a small little device that has a word activated alarm." My eyes grew large in surprise.

"What are the words??" I sprang up from my seat on the blanket, now fully interested.

"Hold your horses," Freddie said coming up behind me. "You have to look in the right spot." He placed a hand around my shoulder to stop my head from spinning in 50,000 directions. My gaze followed his hand as it parted a certain section. We bent over slightly and peered inside the little hole, and I saw a small silver box looking thing with a big red spot on the top of it.

"Activate," Freddie suddenly said, and I jumped a little from the randomness of his command. "Sorry," Freddie responded. I said nothing but smiled, and then wrinkled my nose at him.

Suddenly, about four seconds later, the small red spot rose with a little whirring sound. My mouth became and 'o' as I looked closer. Oh, the advantages of having a prince as your boyfriend!

"Listen carefully, now, okay Arie? I've instructed for the guards to hear the alarm, but not to do anything about it. If it sounds twice, however, then they'll come running. So make sure that you don't say it after me, okay?" Freddie instructed. I nodded my head and listened for his words.

The air stood still as Freddie cleared his throat then paused. It was like walking on broken glass; the tension was astounding. It seemed to be forever, millions of years, decades before he spoke-

"Sourire."

"That's it?" I said, feeling a wave of disappointment wash over my curiosity. "I thought it was going to be something complicated like, 'code 6742' or something."

Freddie laughed. "No. It means 'smile' in French, but I'm sure you knew that. It was my mother's favorite thing to say to me, 'Always smile.' The code was different before she died, but then I changed it; to remember her by," he gave me a sad smile. Standing straight, I put my hand around his shoulder and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry, sweetie."

"It's fine," Freddie reassured when we started to walk back to our blanket. "I've gotten used to it as the days go by."

I didn't care if he did. That was still the most awful thing that could possibly happen to someone. So I gave him another hug then looked up and gently kissed him on the mouth. Now, my intention of the kiss was only to show him my love by throwing him a token of my affection, but he responded to the kiss by pulling me about the waist; so that I was touching his chest. I giggled in between our lips, and answered by grabbing a lock of his delicious hair. He moaned a little, and I was surprised by how easily I turned him on! I would have thought that a girl like Sophia would do more justice in that area.

This made me feel wonderful, so I pulled my other arm up to his slight curls as well. Freddie deepened the kiss and my stomach rumbled in the midst of all of this, making me realize that I was hungry.