We Stick Together

Chapter 3

Luke then turned to Amelia who was cleaning herself with her old blouse and fixing her hair slowly running her fingers through her brown curly hair.

"Now then now that we're here, shall we head to the castle?" he asked grinning while crossing his arms.

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They blended into the crowd heading toward the palace, many came from far away lands, kings and queens along with their sons and daughters; some were high class, middle class, and the lowest class known as the peasants but they looked proper tonight. Luke looked around and spotted the royals fixing their sons along with the higher classmen fixing their children, Luke then remembered the kings have child a boy but why would the royals and higher classmen fix their sons, he shrugged it off and continued walking to the doors.

Once the trio made it to the doors two butlers were in front of them holding out their hands, Justin was about to shake their hands until they asked for their invitations. Luke gulped and started to lick his lips, why hasn't he noticed every kingdom send invitations throughout the land, Luke was about to explain a lie until Amelia handed the men an envelope. One of the butlers opened it and bowed their heads in respect.

"Miss Rebecca. Sir Johnson. Sir Thorn, Welcome to King Bruce and Queen Maria de la Vinson's wedding." they opened the doors wide enough for the three of them to enter.

As they entered they saw people gathered in different places talking, laughing, and stuffing themselves with the palace's food, waitresses and butlers walked around with trays of different snacks or drinks of wine.

"You guys know what to do." Luke whispered to his siblings, they nodded and walked in different directions. Amelia went right, Justin went left, and Luke walked ahead into the crowd.

As Luke walked by he would secretly steal the royals and high class jewels, along with their pouches of gold but there were some disturbing incomes, princesses and young women would stop him once a while to comment on his looks and dressing asking if he was a prince or what's his name, which bothered him. Sure enough they were beautiful but not his type, once he was about to break it to them nicely he saw his sister talking to a man who was holding her hand gingerly.

"Excuse me for a moment please." Luke walked toward the two, anger started boil in his gut as he saw the unpleasant look on Amelia's face.

As he got closer he noticed the man wasn't a threat, he had ginger red hair and blue eyes that could make women fall on their knees for him, Luke noticed he was British by his features and voice. But that didn't stop Luke, he knows his sister in uncomfortable around different people especially men who she tries to avoid every time they're around, Luke doesn't know what women think when a man is in front of them but he could guess. Pervert, jerk, ew, or Eeek! He's monster!

As soon as the man was about to kiss his twin sister's hand, Luke grabbed Amelia's wrist and cleared his throat. "Sorry, but I will say this once and only once. Leave Her Alone."

The young man rose and smiled politely. "Well, I must say you are protective over your sister."

"She's my fiancé, if-"

"Ah-ha-ha," he laughed softly, "that can't be possible, you both look alike except the fact you're different genders. The girl must be lucky enough to have a caring sibling. Now then I'll be on my way then."

He looked at Amelia softly. "Lovely to meet you mia principessa." He kissed her hand and walked away smiling, please with himself.

Amelia gulp blushing. "w-w-was that in Italy meaning 'my princess' ?," she asked.

"Yup." Luke sighed. Amelia groaned trying not to make eye contact with him, Luke noticed and smirked to himself.

"Come one," he wrapped her arm around his, "let's go look for Justin."

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As soon as they found Justin they found a started picking little snacks from the waitresses that passed by. Luke grabbed a light fluffy bread, spread with sweet cheese, and topped with two sliced strawberries; Amelia grabbed a cracker, spread with cinnamon, and three slices of apple; Justin ate a pineapple mini cake trickled with chocolate.

Luke ate his little dessert while looking around the room he then came across something descending from the stairs, he saw a girl in a white dress that stopped at her ankles, revealing her brown leather boots, and her the sides of her brown hair were braided meeting the other side of the braid letting the rest of the hair loose. But Luke didn't stop there he watch her perfect beautiful face look around as she walked down the stairs.

Luke couldn't take his eyes away from he something about her made his heart flutter, how come he never felt like this toward other women who were just as beautiful as she was? Before Luke has knew it he was getting closer and closer to the stairs bumping into people that he didn't bother to look at them in the eye and say sorry, but as soon as she stepped on the ballroom floor every young man blocked Luke's path surrounding the young girl.

The men were holding roses to the girl and holding out their hands toward her as she smiled rejecting them as gentle as possible, the girl looked around and locked eyes with Luke. As soon as she did he gasped her eyes were just as brown as her hair, full of wonder and energy, Luke gulped lost at words and opened his mouth to speak just to be interrupted by a man's voice.

"Princess Bianca de la Vinson. Your brother wishes to speak to you." Luke turned to see a butler waiting for the girl who was-

"Princess?" Luke whispered to himself, the princess walked passed him and followed the butler into the crowd, but before she did she looked back and smiled at him. She then disappeared into the crowd.