Unkissed. (Rated R)

25.🐸

A sharp nudge of an elbow pulls me from a memory, a memory I forced to bury deep within but find myself from time to time wondering back to it, the tattoo on my right pinky finger heating along with this thud of my chest. Surely, she has blossomed into an exquisite woman, soon to be a majesty, a being too great even for the likes of Him.

This world is soon to be reborn, and it will be. The more I soothed the burning tattoo it only seems to worsen.

Strands of hairbrush against me, the smell of bubble gum fan my face as Charlottes whispers against my ear.

"It's beautiful" she smiles, I pay her no mind, choosing to ignore the words and re position my stoicism, just as the sound footsteps echo above.

"Bow" I command gutturally to everyone in the room, in sync, Charlotte, Ray, myself and all the guards and butlers kneel on one leg, heads lowered until the echo becomes evident in the room.

"Ah, is this all for me?" Prince Gunter cheeses.

From the corner of my eye Charlotte's hand discreetly moves to hover above the blade strapped around her waist.

"Don't."

With a growl she repositions herself.

"My oh my" he breathes dazedly, "Charlotte, hmmm." The point of his dress shoes comes to view.

"Rise."

Together we stand, straightening our backs and shoulders for the prince. Finally, he steps down, white dress shirt tucked in his black trousers, brown strands of his hair coiffed back. That grin plasters on his face as he drinks in Charlotte's deep curves in her leather attire.

"You never fail as a Beauty" he says.

"And you never fail as an eye soar" she retorts.

A few chuckles in the back row before they ceased it to my glare, "Apologies sir." They clear their throats.

The look of annoyance evident on his face, unlike his father he was a ticking time bomb, acting before thinking. Up against Charlotte he would not have a chance.

"You called for us sir," I intervened guiding his attention away from her.

Deeply he inhales rolling his eyes backwards to swallow the hurt, "That's right, as you all know -"He roars loudly silencing every conversation. "I am soon to be wedded."

Unconsciously my ears perk, a sudden ramming of my chest knowing where this was going. I feel Charlotte peeking at me from the side. "Relax" she whispers.

The clothes around my body tightening, the collar of my dress shirt was suffocating around the neck.

"That's right, everyone's favorite Prince is going to be off the market" he laughs but continues.

"However, I am not going to be wedded to just anyone -" He nods to someone in the background, no-one moves to look about as the footsteps of an elder man draw in closely, a remote in his hands to open the Flat screen.

Gunter pours himself a whiskey in the background as the flat screen lights on, the royal castle displays on the screen.

"Calm down" Charlotte whispers. "You're breathing hard."