It's been a few hours since me and Matteo's moment.I kicked him out so I could get changed and he groaned the whole time I pushed him out.
He told me we'd have a training session with everyone this evening after lunch so I was to be downstairs 15 minutes ago but I am still lying on my bed staring at the ceiling.
Daydreaming about what the frick just occurred.
I had kissed Matteo Huxley, who I can't deny is incredibly handsome and is just amazing in every way shape and form.
Okay maybe it wasn't a bad thing.
Cue the giggling.
I took a few more minutes to get over my giggling fit before fixing the pants I'm wearing and opening the door to the bedroom I am staying in.
Today I decided to change up my wardrobe.
There was an old suit left in the closet in this room so can you guess what I did?
I cut it up to fit me perfectly, it shows off my curves yet I can move so effortlessly in it.
It's absolutely perfect for fighting.
Or teaching men how to fit I suppose.
It's a full black suit. The blazer reaches mid thigh and the pants, I had to cut.
They were huge even for me, a 5'9 girl.
I put on my black boots too and tied my hair back in a slick pony tail.
I am feeling the boss girl energy at this moment in time.
I shut the door behind me swiftly while looking around for the staircase.
This castle is way bigger than Crisas for sure.
I turn left as I remember Matteo saying 'don't go right.'
I'm not too sure why but no time for questions around here. I've got men to teach.
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I paused right before opening the glass door to the backyard.
Glass everywhere, seriously?
This is where Matteo said they would be training, outside in the dirt.
Good thing I didn't wear one of my good dresses.
I gave Matteo my sword when I was unpacking because he said he had a place for it while I napped so without hesitation I gave it to him.
I think I seriously trust Matteo with anything at this stage. Is that a bad thing? Let's hope not.
I take a deep breath before opening the door slowly and walking out.
I kept my head down as well as my hands behind my back as I strode down the path.
Hopefully I'm walking in a straight line right now, or else that would be very embarrassing.
I lifted my head slowly as I continued to walk and i was not ready for the amount of eyes that landed on me at one time.
There were at least 100 men looking right at me as I walked down the path towards Matteo who was waving me over.
The small smile still playing on his lips and I smiled brightly back at him.
"They are so cute, aren't they!" A voice giggled from the crowd and I instantly recognised it as no other than, Reece.
I tried looking for him so I could give him a wave but he was no where to be seen, he must be in the middle somewhere.
I finally made it up to where Matteo was standing.
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The Perfect Princess
RomanceOctavia Amana is the heir to the throne of Crisas Kingdom. She was taught from a young age to be 'The Perfect Princess' But what if that's not what Octavia wants? She feels as though she has no purpose other than being a princess. "Keep your hea...