Unguarded Hearts

Chapter 1

Wrenley's POV

As I walk outside of the airport, I try to search for Hannah, and that's when I see two people with big black hats and fake looking mustaches. They were of course, holding a sign with my name.

I keep walking, hoping that Hannah wouldn't think it would be funny to send creepy kidnapper people as my ride. That's when I get closer to see that those faces are none other than Hannah and Phillip. What are they doing?

"Han Han," I scream, running over for a hug.

"Wreny Wren, you're here," she shouts as she hugs the air out of me.

After our embrace, I take in the friend who looks as if married life has been suiting her greatly. Her long blonde hair looks very much of one a princess might carry and her skin is glowing, seeming to have a perfect tan from the Aurelian sun. Even in the slumpy clothes that count as her disguise, you can see a familiar beauty that won't ever allow itself to be hidden.

I look over to Phillip next, and we do an elaborately made handshake that I force him to do as our greetings. Not going to lie, having a secret handshake with an actual prince is probably one of the coolest facts of my life. Even more so when the prince looks like a real life Superman. What, with the rich black hair, muscles that could harm you from just looking, and bright blue eyes that are a few shades darker than his wife's. Ladies and Gentleman, Clark Kent is standing in front of me.

"Phillip, old chap, it's good to see you," I say in a fake British accent, greeting the man after I've taken him in.

"It's good to see you too, Wrenley ," he states in an amused tone with a very real British-like accent. It's one that all Aurelian's seem to hold. In fact the country itself feels like it could be a smaller and older substitute for England. The large difference being the weather which has less rain and more of a above 70 degree forecast all year long.

"So is there a reason why you guys look like you are about to abduct me," I ask the question that needs to be voiced.

"Well our faces are kind of known around here and we wanted to be able to get you home with as little attention as possible," Hannah reminds me.

"Right," I conclude. Because the way they look isn't suspicious at all. They definitely need some schooling when it comes to the art of disguises.

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As we drive to their castle, we 'catch up', even though we talk all the time, and Hannah starts listing off all of the places that I will need to visit. I can tell that she wants to ask about Chris, but I think she's just waiting until we are alone. Over our phone calls for the last few months, I've been kind of evasive with the whole relationship and how it ended. By evasive, I mean that she would ask me where Chris was and I would tell her that I'm pretty sure a squirrel stole my phone. Actor yes, liar not so much. Any how, I'm pretty sure she's ready to attack me with questions when the moments right.

During the ride, I go into a bit of a spy mode to casually see how Hannah and Phillip act as a now married couple. Let me just say they are disgustingly cute. They hold hands the entire time, stare longingly at each other, and even laugh at the other's bad jokes. I can tell my best friend is really happy, and that feels pretty darn good to see.

Once we get to the beautiful castle, I can't stop my large gasp of excitement. I'm quite literally walking into a scenery of one of my fantasy books. The tall white stoned building is aged by what looks like centuries of history. There's guards walking the outskirts of the fenced in area, as well as a large forest looming in the background. Everything is feeling very medieval, so much so, that the SUV's going in and out look like they're the thing that's out of place.