Someday My Prince Will Come (epic love story) (21 page)

I squealed and covered my face with my hands, prompting Freddie to chuckle. Eventually, after dusting, vacuuming and sweeping the room, the flurry of people skidded out of my room, leaving the prince and me alone. I smelled something heavenly and glanced at the tray that was waiting to be attacked. Freddie seemed to read my thoughts, for he brought the tray that was on the desk over to my lap, and set it down softly. I grinned at the prospect of food, and lifted a few of the covers off of the plates.

"Oh, I want some of that," Freddie said, reaching out and grabbing a piece of sausage from one of the steaming plates. I laughed and rolled my eyes. Freddie went around to the other side of the bed and climbed up, letting me snuggle against his side as he put his arm about my shoulder.

"What's this?"

I suddenly jumped at the harshness of Freddie's voice and turned to see him looking at my cheek intently. I frowned, but raised my fingers to touch the sensitive skin that was temporarily part of my face. "It's just a few bruises," I said casually, trying to forget the horror of that session.

Freddie turned my chin toward him and peered at the other side of my face as well. "Those monsters," he muttered with emotion. "What did they do to you?"

My breath became ragged and my throat irked with the pain from rising tears. "I guess their favorite technique was smashing my face with their hands," I said quietly, feeling the need to sob. I squeezed my eyes shut and desperately tried to forget the pain; forget it all.

"I'm so sorry, Arianne. I should have gotten there sooner, I should have"

"Freddie, stop," I said with unbelief. "Stop talking like that. I won't let you. You did so much to save me, and there is absolutely no way that I'm going to allow you to say such things. You saved me from worse, much, much worse, and I couldn't be more thankful to you for getting me out of that awful place. So I have a few bruises. They'll heal. They didn't even hurt until I started to think about them just now," I said with a small giggle. I needed him to know that I was okay. I couldn't permit him to say things like that; it would just make me nervous.

Freddie's hands gently cupped my face and he willingly smoothed my skin with care. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, loving the feeling of his warm hands on my sore skin, and the feeling of being held by him. This is all that I longed for when I was in that room. The only thing that I could think of was getting out of there and being with this spectacular being. Suddenly, I realized that those memories didn't seem as bad. All the horrifying things that took place seemed like a dizzy dream whenever I was around Freddie. I gently shrugged the tray of food off of my lap and turned completely to face Freddie. I buried my head into his chest and started to cry softly. They were tears of joy; mind you, not a sob of fright. I couldn't be happier right now; there was absolutely nothing that could depress me.

"Freddie," I murmured into his neck, "How long have I been asleep?"

"A while," he responded while thinking. "We got here at three o'clock yesterday afternoon, and you've just opened your sweet eyes. But I was sleeping until a few hours ago, so don't get all self conscious." He laughed along with me, until I asked another question, "How long was I there for?"

Freddie mused for a few moments and then answered with spite, "About a day and a half. Believe me, it was the longest thirty-six hours that I've ever been through."

I nodded in agreement. "If felt like days, for me."

"Were you really scared, Arianne? Did you think you were going to die?"

I was surprised at the bluntness of his question, but I knew that he had to ask. I could tell that if he didn't he would always be wondering. So, I nodded and squeaked, "I was scared. More scared than I have ever been in my entire life. But you know what kept me going? It was the thought of never seeing you again. That's all that I wanted, I didn't care about food, or a bed; I didn't even care if those men beat me to a pulp. All that I could hope for was to be in your embrace before I died. Then, I would have died a happy woman."

Freddie didn't say a word, but I could feel his heart beating rapidly behind his chest. I snuggled closer to his warm, protective body and closed my eyes. Freddie and I just sat there embracing for perhaps ten straight minutes. I loved how we were both perfectly content with snuggling like this. Then I realized that I hadn't kissed my boyfriend in a while. I looked up to Freddie with a glint in my eye, and he smiled, knowing that there was something up.

Before he could ask, I pressed my lips to his and immediately entered a realm similar to heaven. He responded by immediately placing his hands around my waist, and slowly, very slowly, our lips molded together in a kiss that was designed to savor. I smiled against his mouth, and I couldn't believe how long it had been since I kissed him. Too long; oh, too long.

Eventually, we pulled away from each other, and I breathlessly stared into his love-stricken face. Somehow, we ended up moving into a position in which he was hovering above me, and my head was smashed into a soft pillow. He smoothed a hair out of my eyes and placed a gentle, loving kiss on my forehead. I smiled and placed my arms around his neck.

"Hey, I need to go, Arie," he suddenly said reluctantly.

"Why?" The disappointment was clear in my voice. I knew that he probably had things to do, but I wanted to be selfish and keep him all to myself.

"Well, I need to take care of a few things. But let's go out and have a picnic tonight for dinner, okay? How about at four? It looks like a warm day, out there," he remarked, nodding toward the open window.

I nodded but pouted. "I'm going to miss you."

"It would be impossible to miss me more than I'm going to miss you," Freddie teased and gently kissed my pouting lips one last time before leaving my room.

"This is so beautiful, Freddie," I told him as we were strolling around in the pastures outside the castle. At first when Freddie told me that we were going to be dining in a field, I had questioned about the safety of this venture. Freddie just laughed and told me that the castle walls stretched out to about a mile behind the actual palace.

So even though we felt secluded, we would still be under complete security and possibly one hundred pairs of binoculars. This spot wasn't Freddie's favorite place to go, but he figured that since I hadn't seen it yet, that it would be a great place to spend a small little picnic. I honestly didn't care where we went as long as I had him right next to me.

Freddie stopped abruptly and set down the small picnic blanket with a gentle flick of his wrists. I closed my eyes as he placed tour belongings on the fabric, and let the cool wind bite through my snarled hair. I absolutely loved the feeling of wind. It was like a harmless ghost, moving across the earth in an invisible force. It could soothe, yet it could destroy, and I found that balance absolutely breathtaking.

Freddie roused me by grasping my fingers in his hand, and I looked down at his lazy figure with a sweet smile. I sat beside him and snuggled into his awaiting arm. We looked over the peaceful meadow which was calmly stirring beneath the push and pull of the breeze. All of a sudden, my stomach let out a whine of hunger. I blushed furiously and put my hand to my stomach, as if the action would erase the embarrassing memory.

Freddie chuckled and patted my tummy whilst saying, "Looks like somebody's hungry."

I nodded and let out a smile. We, or rather, I, consumed the lunch in about ten minutes flat. There's something about being a hostage in a dark scary room that just send your appetite soaring. I tried to ignore Freddie's snickers of laughter at my ravenousness, and even got to the point of smacking his muscular arm when he accidentally snorted, trying to hide his amusement.

Freddie looked up at me with big puppy eyes from where he was lying and gasped in fake offense. "Did you just hit me?"

I nodded slowly, dramatically. "Yes. Yes I did. What are you going to do about it?"

Freddie didn't say anything but instead, answered me with a grin and the twinkle of his green eyes. My eyes widened and I let out a shriek, flying up from where I sat and running away as fast as I could across the lush green hills.

"You'd better run faster, Arie," I heard Freddie call from right behind me. "I'm catching up!"

"No!" I squealed, laughter almost cutting off my airway. I tried to push my legs faster, but before I gained any speed in the least, I felt arms tugging around my waist. I suddenly tripped, in a bout of clumsiness, and sent me and Freddie falling to the ground. His arms were still around my waist, but he suddenly went limp. I collapsed next to him and even though I had just dropped to the ground, I couldn't contain the laughter that poured through my lungs. How happy I was! I looked up at the sky and saw that there were virtually no clouds.

"Freddie," I nudged the man beside me, "Look. The sky is so blue today."

When Freddie didn't respond, I rolled my eyes and nudged him again. "Freddie. Seriously, look." A few seconds passed, and still, Freddie didn't make a sound, not even a movement. I frowned slightly and positioned myself so that I could look at his face. His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open. "Freddie," I said again, this time with a pinch of worry mixed in with my emotions. "Freddie, are you okay?" My heart was starting to pound. What had I done? "Freddie," I shouted in alarm. I suddenly pressed my fingers to his throat and felt a slight pulse, barely anything there at all. "Freddie, please wake up," I started to cry. "Freddie-"

Suddenly, I felt hands grab my waist and Freddie's eyes bulged open. "GAH!" he screamed and it sent me yelping in alarm. I flew to my feet and pressed my hands to my face. That stupid boy! He had been faking it the whole time. "That was so not cool, Freddie," I shouted in anger as he rolled around on the ground, almost exploding with laughter. I stood above him and rolled my eyes, putting my hands on my hips as he laid there, laughing like there was no tomorrow.

I groaned in annoyance, he had given me the scare of my life, and I felt like the stupidest person in the world at this moment. And he seemed to think that it was hilarious. Okay, maybe it would be hilarious; in a few weeks. But right now I was not in the mood to laugh. "I'm leaving," I huffed, more humiliated than anything else. I turned on my heel and lifted my nose into the air.

"Arie, I'm sorry," Freddie cooed from behind me. "Could you just wait a minute?"

"No," I said stubbornly, and continued to walk away.

"Arianne, just turn around. Come on, doll, just turn around," Freddie pleaded with me.

I rolled my eyes and stopped walking away, but continued to face him with my back. "Why should I?" I answered hotly. I wasn't really that mad. But I figured that I'd might as well give him a hard time for the stunt that he pulled just now.

"Because I love you, Arianne. You're my everything, you're the air I breathe, and you're my world. Without you, I would be dust. I'd be as worthless as sand on the beach, but with you; you make me something. You make me want to get up in the morning. Your eyes bring me out of sadness. Your smile lights up my world, and I love you. So, so much," Freddie said with emotion. I frowned in confusion, wondering why he chose this very moment to say such a sweet thing, and I turned around, perplexity struck onto my features. What I saw made my mouth drop and my breath catch in my throat. My knees went weak, and my fingers started to shake.

Freddie was grinning at me broadly, and he was kneeling down on one knee. In his hand was a small velvet box which contained the shiniest, most beautiful diamond ring that I had ever seen in all my days on this planet. "Will you marry me, doll?"

My hands flew to my open mouth, covering them from any bugs that might potentially fly inside. I felt myself starting to tear up, and I know that sounds like the stupidest thing; so clich, but I couldn't help it. I closed the few yards between us and looked down at him, not even really caring about the ring.

"You want to marry me?" I asked, as if I had just met him on the street this morning. I just couldn't help it. He wanted to spend all of eternity with me? What had I ever done to make him deserve me? He deserved so much more. "Are you sure," I said with a slight laugh, almost expecting him to tell me that it was all a joke. This seemed so surreal, it was almost as if I would blink and it would all disappear.

Freddie laughed and stood up, letting his eyes tower over mine. He put his objectless hand onto my face and smoothed a thumb over my bruised cheek. "Yes, I'm absolutely positive," he said as if he was talking to a child.

I looked down and blushed, feeling my face light up in his strong hand. "Sorry, stupid question. I don't know what even possessed me to ask such a thing." I shyly gazed back into his face and saw his eyes shining with love and amusement. I suddenly looked down at the ring and plucked it out, feeling the cool, silver metal substance in my fingers. The stone was a princess cut, and I thought that it was rather fitting. All around the ring were small diamonds that had been pressed into the band. I grinned at its simplistic beauty and smiled at Freddie's uncertain face. I suddenly realized that I hadn't answered his question. I slid my arms up around his neck and gazed into those jungle-like eyes of his.

"Yes. I'll marry you."

The End

But a true love Never end

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