From Prisoner To Princess [amazon edition]

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

"Do you need help?" Some one whispers, making me want to find the mute button.

"No. You'll be surprised to know how much of a normal thing this is for us." A deep voice replies equally as quiet as the first whisper. Something wraps around my body, scooping me close to some one warm and the scent of pine wraps around me.

"Sky." I mumble out with a yawn, opening my eyes to see Sky looking down at me.

"Hey sleeping beauty. We're home." He greets, giving me his easy going smile. Home. For so long I thought I would have to keep stealing, conning and lying until I saved up enough to buy my own place. That I would build a place of my own deep in the country wilderness far away from Zalaris, the Capitol city that I lived my whole life in. But here I am, in the arms of someone I am pretty sure I am falling in love with being carried up the steps of the Royal Palace.

"I can walk." I yawn out, hoping Sky doesn't see the slight blush tinging my face.

"I know." Although he says that, Sky doesn't put me down one bit. Instead he holds me tighter.

"I have a question." My grandfather chimes in from beside Sky. Lifting my head to look at him, I see an amused smile on his face as he watches Sky and I.

"For me or Sky?"

"For you Little Sara." Nodding, we pass through the large doors into the entry way of the Palace. Maids and Butler bustle about, smiles on their faces as the watch Sky and I pass by.

"Is it true you broke up with Demitrias?" He asks, Sky letting out a chuckle.

"She did. Did it while I held my sword to his throat." He carries me to a small sitting room on the left, one that would house visiting dignitaries for me to entertain for the day. My grandfather stops just inside the room as Sky sets me on the couch, pressing a kiss on my forehead that causes us to both pause for a moment.

"A sword?! Like a bloody stab it through your enemies, sharper than a kitchen blade sort of sword?" My grandfather shouts, shuffling to the nearest chair and plopping down on it. I laugh, thinking back to when I took back my throne. Of arresting Juden Trilavantas and kicking his son out from my Palace.

"Pretty sure if Demitrias had tried anything, it would have been stabbed through his neck." I shrug, thanking the Maid as she hands me a mug of tea.

"Pretty sure had you even indicated to Sky to do anything, Demitrias would have ended up as a shish-ka-bob" My grandmama states, coming to sit beside me and thanking the Maid as she places another mug of tea in front of her with snacks between us.

"So that makes you single." My grandmama mused, looking at me from over the rim of her mug as she sips on her tea. Looking over to Sky who sits on the armchair beside my grandfather, part of me wants to say 'For now' but instead I nod and reach for a cookie.

'The first girl I fell in love with and the only one I stayed in love with...' Those words echo around my mind. He is in love with someone, probably waiting for her. No mater how many times I bring it up, he gives me a small smile before changing the subject.

"Maybe you and Sky should go on a date. He's always kept us in the loop of things when that bastard and his son were in charge. I trust him with you." Nearly choking on my team, I look to my grandfather and see him staring at me with an unwavering gaze. He is serious.

"I mean, you do need a date for your debutant ball."

"I don't need a ball." I cut in, looking to my grandmama as Sky tries to hold back his chuckles.

"Hush Little Sara. The moment we learned it was really you, I started planning a ball at the Blanchard estate. Your Aunts and Uncles are already helping me." Looking to Sky for help, he gives me a helpless shrug which causes me to groan in defeat. We had talked about this just days ago, how I did not want a ball until after my memories returned. But it seems like any protesting I may have will be ignored by my grandparents.