Reign [ h.s. ]

06

Sorry it took a while, but here it is! The whole chapter is in Harry's point of view, by the way.

Harry.

Grabbing my hand with a firm grip, she dragged us to the back of the ballroom where few people were, many of which were still in the center of the ballroom floor. I looked at her face as well as I could in the area of dim lighting she had dragged us into. Her eyes were illuminated by her joy, although I really could not comprehend why. It was just me after all.

"I can't believe it's you, that you're here." She whispered in amazement. She reached a hand towards my face and cradled my cheek in her soft palm. "I was starting to think you were just a mesmerizing dream of mine. Or worse, that I would never see you again. But you've found me. We've been reunited. It's like fate has brought us together again." She rambled, and I tried my hardest not to smile. She has been craving to see me as much as I have been awaiting for the day we would see each other again. I couldn't help but feel like I was lying to her though. She thinks I'm one of the prince suitors here for her hand in marriage. Wait until she finds out I am nothing more than a commoner from the village across the water, what would she think of me then? Would she spit down at me like all the royals do? Or would her perception of me not change?

"Those lips of yours..." she murmured as she brushed her forefinger over my bottom lip lightly, "how much I've been craving them since that day." She looked up, her eyes meeting mine. I could feel myself slowly falling under her seductive spell, wanting nothing more than to give her what she wanted.

I tilted my head down towards her's, using my pointer finger to tilt her chin up towards mine. "You're not the only one who has been waiting in agony, love." I whispered against her lips. "I couldn't get the beautiful, captivating image of the angel that is you out of my mind since that night; and here you are," I whispered, running my hands through her hair, a smile creeping its way onto my lips, "standing in front of me holding more beauty this night than you did the night of our first meet. You get more lovely everyday." I smiled, finally pressing my lips down on hers. She responded immediately, tightening her hold on the back of my neck, bringing me closer to her. My arms slipped down to her waist, pulling her closer to me leaving no space between the two of us.

"Harry..." she muttered, pulling away from my lips slightly, her eyes still closed.

"Yes?" I replied, moving my lips down to the base of her neck, sucking slightly. She leaned her head on my shoulder, burying her face in the crook of my neck as I kissed her own. To onlookers, it probably looked like we were in a deep embrace.

"I don't think," I heard her suppress a moan and stopped kissing her neck, bringing my face up to her own and pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, "that this is the best place to do this." She told me, letting out a small laugh. I brought my head up, coming back to the reality that we were still in the ballroom in the presence of many people of high power.

"Hmm, I suppose you're right." I told her cheekily, squeezing her waist gently. "Guess I just couldn't wait to give the Princess her birthday present from me." I winked at her. A huge smile spread on her face, and she looked down towards the ground to cover it up. I couldn't help but stare at her, and all the beauty she held, both inside and out.

"Well I am very grateful for your shower of kisses. They were well received." She smiled at me, and I could restrain myself from giving her one last one as I pressed my lips softly to her forehead.

"Happy birthday, darling." I let go of my hold on her as we stepped out of the darkness the back of the ballroom sheltered for us, and onto the ballroom floor with the rest of the guests.

"Princess, your mother requests your presence in the front." A servant stated, approaching Lina and I. I took in her fancier clothing than usual for a servant in a castle as well as the tray she held in her hand, and realized that this must be one of the help that was to help cater my pastries.