Coming For The Crown

Sixteen

He looks up at me with a huge grin, whatever he is planning will be very revengeful. I know everything that can hurt him, everything that can go against him. Special since reputation is so important to him. All we need is a plan to ruin that little reputation of his, to tell everyone who he really is. I look at Elliot and see him pacing in my bathroom.

I walk over to him and stop in front of his pacing. He stops and looks at me, then looks at my hands once more. "There is nothing we can do tonight." I say to him, he knows I'm right. "You need to go to your daughter. With your permission I would like to see you daughter." I see him smile at the end. He shakes his a little like he thinks of his options, then he narrows his eyes and looks my face up and down. I am looking in his eyes, when he stops and looks at my eyes. I watch as they back to normal.

I look back into his eyes to see the honey color eyes, you could see the honey move in his eyes. I don't know how long we stood there; but we when looked away I could feel my stomach float- like it has butterflies in it. "Change out of your dress, then we can walk to Amara's room." He says while looking back to me. I nod my head and head to my closet; I think about my corset and everything. I turn back around and go into the bathroom, "Can you come help me?" I peak my head out the door and ask him. He looks at me and nods his head, then he walks over to me. I turn around so he can undo the buttons.

He was struggle at some points, one time he even said, 'Why do you have to wear things like this!' Like we want to wear stuff like this, we hate this more than you do. "Finally done!" He shouts, I break out into laughter. "How are you going to help Amara if you can't even help me?" I ask him while trying to breathe. He looks at me like I just said the weirdest thing. I start laugh, again. "Wait, she has to wear this!" He points to my corset and undergarments. I nod my head while laughing at him. 

I hear him muttering under his breathe about all this. I turn to look at him, still laughing. He looks like he has lost his mind. "Do you REALLY have to wear this?" He asks me again, to make sure I wasn't making stuff up. I nod my head, "Yes we really have to. It's taught while we are doing our princess duties." I pause thinking about all the times I had to practice and learn how to do it. "I learned how to do it when I was six." I say while smiling at him, I was taught how to stand while someone is putting it on me. He is staring at me like I just said that the weirdest thing it the world. Then again, men are not supposed to know any of this. 

He shakes his head, then start to walk to my bedroom. I follow be hide him; I shut the door when he walked all the way out. I walk back to the middle of my room; I start to take off everything when I hear the door start to open. "I'M CHANGING!" I yell and I quickly hear the door close.  I finish getting undress before grabbing my bra I use for sports and a pair of pants that are lose on me.  I grab one of my brother's old shirts and put it on. 

I walk out into my room and see Elliot seating on my bed looking down. He's playing with the stings on his shirt. He looks so focus on them, making him look cute. I didn't want to stop him from being cute, but I want to go see his daughter. "Elliot," He jumps and looks at me, "Can I meet Amara?" I ask him. He smiles and stands up; he walks over to me. "She is going to love you; you are her favorite hero." He says while taking my hands. I smile up at him, he does that goofy smile back. 

He takes my hands and guides me to Amara's room. He is still smiling; I can't help but smile imaging what she must look like. I have a feeling- from Elliot has told me- that she will look like her mother. I take a deep breathe when I see we are close, I can't thoughts get the best of me now. It feels wired holding Elliot's hand, after all I am dat- was dating someone just 2 hours ago. I have to remember we are over. 

Elliot looks back to me, he stops moving and fully turns around. He looks like he is scanning my face for something. "Hey, let's not do this tonight. Why don't you go get some sleep, then tomorrow morning you can come and say hello, deal?" He asks me, I nod my head even though I'm confused. Do I look that bad? "Listen, you have had a lot tonight. I don't need to add more on to it." He says while smiling at me. I nod my head, he's worried for my mental state. Why did I ever think he was mean. 

I walk back to my room; Elliot was walking next to me. He was asking if I was okay and if I was fine with sleeping alone. I kept saying yes, but he just kept asking. I know that this is his father coming out of him, and if this is what Amara has to deal with, I feel sorry for her. My father would tell me to get over it, there is no room to cry. Talking about fathers, I am surprised mine hasn't sent guards looking of me. That's usually what he did. 

I feel someone shake my arm; I look to my left to see Elliot. I shake my head, trying to get the thoughts out of my head. "Here we are, Queen Eleanor." He says before bowing, I giggle at him being goofy. I wonder if is possible to move on to someone else quickly. Cause if so, I think I have fallen for Elliot.