The Royal Marriage Contract

Chapter 12

Meeting the Family...

       Driving back to castle was another silent ride. I was looking out of our tinted window while Drake was on his phone intensely checking his emails.

      I watched as the car went through the tall, thick, gates that hid the castle from view. It stopped right in front of the thick doors, our guard stepping over to open our door.

     "your majesty's," he spoke, avoiding eye contact as I stepped out.

     "thank you," I smiled back, drake stepping out behind me and placing his hand on the curve of my back. We walked through the front door as another guard held the door, my heels clicking against the marble floor.

        "Son, come show me my daughter, I want to look at her!" We walked in to a man I instantly recognized as Drakes  father walking towards us with open arms.

       "hello again sir," I spoke calmly, trying to keep the shake out of my voice. "Its so nice to meet you again," I shook his hand and was shocked as he pulled me into a hug.

      "please Emily, do not call me sir, call me harry or if you want, dad!" He winked at me before holding at my elbows and staring at me intently. "Your a beautiful girl Emily, my son is very lucky."

     I giggled as I spotted a tint of red go across Drakes face. "Thank you sir Harry," I said.

      He shook his head before stroking a chin full of black and white hair. "Perhaps we should show you your room for the night, you have a very long day tomorrow I'm afraid to say. Drake!" He snapped his fingers at him.

      "Yes father?" He placed an arm over my shoulder.

     "show her to her room and I'll finish your work for today," he gave him a stern look, "just this once."

      "Of course father," he said with his lips pulled into a straight line which he only did when he was slightly annoyed.

     His father waved his hand which I guess meant we could leave since Drake took my hand and started walking us to an elevator neatly tucked in the corner. "Do you want to talk about it," I asked with a slight undertone of worry laced with my words.

     He squeezed my shoulder and took a deep breathe in. "When we get to your room."

    I nodded and just rested my head on him as we walked in silence. We stopped on the 5 floor and then went through two hallways until I saw a collection of guards standing outside two rooms. They saw us coming and every single one stood up straighter. It made me swell with pride for my handsome prince beside me. One opened the door for us And saluted as we passed through.

     "this cannot be my room!" I gasped and put a hand over my mouth in shock. The room was a light blue, my favorite colour, and had plants everywhere including hanging from the ceiling. The bed was huge and had covers that looked like they were formed from clouds themselves. a array of windows were around the room that started at the floor and ended at the ceiling letting sunlight leak through and fill the room with warmth. Their were 12 bookshelves that I counted and a little sitting room in the area next to the bed. I could not wait to see the bathroom.

    Drake shook his head at me as I wandered around touching everything with a delicate hand. "Kid in a candy store," he whispered to me as I went back to hold his hand.

      I blushed and then pointed to a door that I had not noticed before, right in the middle of the wall. "Where does that lead?"

     Drake rubbed his neck sheepishly and then just smiled at me. "That leads to my room," he spoke with a husk in his voice. "Would you like to see it?"

     "please," I answered, not realizing that he would be so close. It's not that I minded but everything was moving very fast. Still the thought of him sleeping in a room adjourned to mine brought back those little butterflies that I swore never stopped their fluttering whenever Drake was near. It made it very hard to concentrate as he held the door open for me.

     The first thing I saw was black. Unlike my room, his room portrayed authority and power, with red and black decor and huge black curtains covering the big windows I loved so much in mine. His room was perfectly tidied but had touches of him strewn about. A picture frame there, A book on his bed that I knew he was reading, his clothes hanging in the closet.

     I walked over to his wardrobe and ran my hand over his shirts until I found s t-shirt I had bought for him at the county fair. Their were two boys who kept insisting we were dating and when I told them no kept bothering us. Drake was sad that whole night so I bought him the shirt to make him smile again. I pulled it off his hanger and smiled at it. Drake walked over and glanced at it too. He went to one of his drawers and pulled out a pair of shorts and handed them to me.

     "you can sleep in it if you want?"

    I grabbed the shorts and headed into what I assumed was his bathroom, far to eager to get out of the tight dress I was wearing. I closed the Door and turned on the light, stunned by its size as well. Trying not to be to excited, I slipped off my heels and then the dress, instantly pulling the shirt on. His scent overpowered me and I just stopped to smell it, enjoying the feeling of being covered in something of his. I put on the shorts after, tying them into a large knot to keep them from falling off. Finally I pulled my hair out of the knot it was in and put it into a messy bun, gathering my clothes and leaving the bathroom.

     Drake had changed when I walked out, he know wore a pair of sweat pants and a t shirt that looked a little to snug on his form. He smiled at me before taking my clothed from me and putting them into a hamper in my room. I followed him, closing the door behind us.

     He turned and sat on my bed before lounging his long legs on the covers and staring at me intently. I gathered my courage and hopped up on the bed beside him. Instantly he snaked his arms around me and pulled me to him, breathing me in.

    "You looked beautiful before Em but in my clothes its hard to keep my eyes off you," he pulled a piece of hair from my bun and began to play with it as he talked. I knew I was blushing.

    "W-were you gonna tell me about your father?" I questioned, still curious.

   I felt him tighten his grip on me. "Tomorrow okay, let me enjoy this right now?"

    I agreed and snuggled deeper into his arms, breathing him in again and wondering how he smelled so good.

Long time with no update but I hope this does indeed appease