Kiss of Death

Part 4

I stare at him in disbelief. Is he crazy?

"What did you say?" I can't believe him.

"I said will you marry me." He looks at me with those big brown eyes.

"Why on earth would I do that?" I sputter looking away from his intense stare.

"Let me lay this out for you. I need to get married and right now, you're the easiest option." He lets go of my chin and walks back to the window.

"I still don't see how this has to do with me." I'm confused.

"Here's a deal for you. You marry me and you can rule the kingdom by my side and who knows, maybe I'll feel generous enough to release your brother. Or you can refuse and your pretty little self can go stay in the cell next to him until execution day. Imagine that, your mother and sisters watching you and your brother being executed side by side." He walks back to his throne "What a sight that would be."

I glare at him. How dare he threaten my little sisters.

"This sounds more like a threat then a deal." He may think he's got me but it will take more convincing. "How do I know you'll treat me right? I'm currently in handcuffs surrounded by guards."

"I guess you'll just have to trust me. How will I know that you won't kill me in my sleep?"

"I don't know Your Highness, I guess you'll to sleep with a dagger under your pillow." The corners of his mouth turn up into a small grin. He chuckles to himself.

"Ok then, to prove you can trust me, you may freely roam the palace with one guard with you. You may stay in the guest suite, which is down the hall from my room." This is amazing news.

The guards release me from the chains and I rub the red circles around my wrist. The head guard from last night comes in.

"Runella this is Tyson, my chief of security here. He will be your escort." Oh great. I'm stuck with him. I can see a look of protest forming on Tyson's face. "He also will be in charge of your training."

"Training?" Me and Tyson are confused.

"There are many people out to kill me and when you become my wife, they will want to kill you too. You'll need to be able to defend yourself." So now I'm gonna have assassins after me.

Nolan isn't that bad looking. His soft red curls rest underneath his crown. His brown eyes twinkle mischievously at Tyson's discomfort. Who am I kidding he's gorgeous.

He notices my stare and smirks.

"Admiring my beauty Runella?" I'm going to murder him.

"No, I'm trying to come to terms with what I'll be stuck with for a while." If he wants to be snarky I'll be snarky right back.

"For a while? Runella dear, you're stuck with me for life." He rises from his throne and saunters off, with a big grin on his face.

It's gonna take a lot of self control to not smack him.