met-a-noia

Chapter 12

"Ah, so you're the infamous brother", Tarian quipped making Ghalen pull back and look at her, then Amira before it clicked in his head, "Oh! You're the Queen! Im so sorry!", Ghalen exclaimed as he bowed down to her. Tarian chuckled and said, "Its quite alright, you do not have to bow to me. You already have my utmost respect". Ghalen and Amira both looked at her with confused glares.

"Wait wait wait, let me get this straight he gets your respect straight off the bat, and I dont?", Amira says tentatively, her arms crossed against her chest. Tarian grinned leaning forward and booped her nose saying, "You shot me, you still need to earn my respect". Ghalen gaped at his baby sister and exclaimed, " You did.. WHAT NOW?!".

"That's exactly what I said", Ronaldo said as he made his appearance known. Tarian and Amira both huffed at the man's words. Ghalen looked up at the brazen man in pure awe in how handsome he looked, sighing out, "W-Woah.. are you sure im not in heaven, Lil MirMir?". Tarian snorted and repeated the dazed man's words, pointing her finger teasingly at the younger woman, "Yeah, is he in heaven Lil MirMir?".

Amira huffed and muttered under her breath, "Now im surrounded by two idiots". Her eyes went back to her brother only to see that be was still gobsmacked, and Ronaldo looked incredibly worried and flustered..? Amira cleared her throat and decided to do God's work for him, "Ghalie, this man is Ronaldo... this fuckwad's", she stopped and pointed at Tarian who was snickering at her own joke before continuing to introduce the two men to each other, "bodyguard. Ronaldo, this is my idiot older brother, Ghalen".

Ronaldo chuckled and offered Ghalen his hand, his eyes widening when Ghalen grabbed his hand in a death grip and shook it furiously as he rambled, "Hi! Its so nice to meet you, I've seen and read articles about you and the royal family and first: I'd like to address the fact that you are awesome! Secondly: I'd like to respectfully say that you are one handsome man. Thirdly: Your hand is weirdly big, its hot but like anyways- Im so glad and honored to be able to meet you. Im so sorry my sister dragged you all the way over here to pick my ass up".

Ronaldo chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he said in a gentle yet affirmingly profesional voice, "Oh, its no worry.. I've only just met Ms.Wyat- I mean Amira and I've grown to like her. I do things for people I like. So therefore it wasnt that much of a problem. Besides, if you're anything like Amira I think I'll grow fairly fond of you". Ghalen smiled and said flirtatiously, "You cant get any cuter can you? I mean, I read about you in those articles but you're much much muchhhhh more hotter in person. Like.. insanely hot. Literally like Raoul Bova type hot".

Ronaldo's smiled genuinely, something that left Tarian slack-jawed. "Thank you.. you're not so bad yourself.. well I-I mean.. you're ehh.. dishy? I-I cant seem to say th-the right bloody words today.. b-but what I mean to say is that your eyes are really.. pretty", Ronaldo rambled out, his eyes widening at how stupid he sounded. He sighed when Ghalen chuckled and asked, "can you help me carry my luggage to the car? If that isnt a problem?". Ronaldo cleared his throat, returning to his professional state and said, "Of course sir" before he walked over to him and grabbed the suitcases, put the handles down and carried them like hand bags.

Ghalen passed Ronaldo another suit case, their hands bristling against each other sending an electric shock through both men. Ghalen smiled sheepishly as Ronaldo looked at him, his eyes studying the younger man. Ronaldo found himself invigorated by the man's emerald eyes, finding a sort of solace in his eyes that hes never felt before. A feeling so overwhelming it was almost as if he was knocked to the floor, making all the air in his lungs escape his body like a ghast.

After a long minute, Ghalen snapped his fingers in front of the taller man's face and whistled making the man snap out of his entranced state. Ronaldo cleared his throat, straightening his back as he said, "Well, lets get your bags inside the car hmm?".

Ghalen nodded and let Ronaldo grab his stuff as the pair walked off towards where Ronaldo had parked the car leaving the two women frozen in place. Tarian and Amira looked at eachother, their faces contorted in confusion, disgust, and amazement. Tarian quirked a brow and said with a chuckle, "Well.. that was.. something alright". Amira smacked her palm against her forehead as she groaned, "Damn you God for watching that shit... all the gay panic hurt me on so many spiritual levels..".

Tarian nodded in agreement and said, "I hate to say it.. but I agree with you.. that whole.. errr interaction- would that even be an interaction..? Well, whatever that.. rubbish was.. it went all to pot". Amira gasped, getting disturbingly close to the woman and poked her cheek teasingly, "Did you just agree with me..? did YOU, the Queen of England, just agree with ME, the lowly journalist?". Tarian rolled her eyes and slapped away her finger, stuffing her hands in her pocket as she walked- well limped away from the girl.

Amira chuckled running up to Tarian saying, "Say those those words again". Tarian groaned and said, "You are such a bloody nuisance, you know that?". Amira grinned and said, "Oh yeah, I know. I got it from my brothers". Tarian sighed and shook her head, fighting the smile that crossed her lips as the two made their way to the car.

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"There you two are!", Ghalen exclaimed as Amira and Tarian opened the backseat doors, and hopped inside. Tarian hummed and asked teasingly, "So did you two have a heart to heart.. or..?". Ronaldo's cheeks burnt red as Ghalen chuckled and said, "You have one hell of a man protecting you, Your Majesty".

"Oi, you dont have to address me as 'Your Majesty', you know? You can call me by my name. And yeah, Ronny is pretty exemplary", Tarian said with a fond smile. Amira took note of Tarian's fondness with Ronaldo. Ghalen nodded in understanding before he settled into the passenger seat, buckling in. Amira and Tarian did the same thing, before Amira asks, "Do you want to go to the apartment Ghal? Or do you want a tour of England?".

"The apartment, im absolutely exhausted from this flight. Plus we have 2 weeks to explore this beauty of a country together", Ghalen says with a bright smile. Tarian nodded and starts getting out of the car, saying, "Ronaldo, take Amira and Ghalen to their apartment. Im sure Uncle is waiting for me". Amira's brows knit together as she asked, "Wait, you're not going to come with us?".

Tarian shook her head and said blankly, "im going for a walk, to clear my mind". Amira narrowed her eyes, studying her before saying, "Okay, stay safe and here", Amira handed the Queen her phone and said, "Put your number in there". Tarian quirked a brow and was about to ask "why" when Amira said immediately, "In case of an emergency or I need help navigating around here". Tarian sighed and caved in, typing in her digits before she handed Amira back her phone.

Ronaldo gave her a worried look, a look that she waved off of course before saying, "I'll see you back at the palace Ronaldo". Ronaldo nodded, locking the doors and drove off leaving Tarian in the dust. The royal sighed, looking down at her trembling hand. She closed her eyes, gripping her hand with her other hand as she took a deep breath. Tarian opened her eyes with a shaky breath and started walking away from the airport.

To be continued...

All to plot:

The common phrase for something that's fallen apart or disintegrated goes back to the 16th Century, basically in reference to things that were actually going into the pot