Royal Misfits

Chapter Fourteen - Party Pooper

Lizetta's POV

Amelia's party was going well, the proposal was beautiful and they looked absolutely beautiful together. I broke away from the crowd for a while, trying to compose myself since I shed some tears and I suspected that I looked extremely red and puffy in the face. I slipped into the restroom and stared at myself in the mirror. My dress seemed to sparkle in the lighting and I laughed, it was so girly and yet, it was the perfect dress for me as well. I double check my nose and eyes for any signs of crying and walk out of the restroom and straight into someone. I stumble backwards and hold on to the wall for support. I look up to see Tate looking at me with a concerned expression in his face. "Hey, Demon. You okay?", he asked as he stepped closer and held my hand to steady me. I smiled and nodded, "Perfectly fine. How's things in there? Amelia scare him away yet?" Tate chuckled and shrugged in response as we reached the main ballroom, I looked around at the vast amount of people and sighed, I was never comfortable around large crowds. I began to feel nervous and play with my necklace. Tate said something, but I didn't hear him. He spoke again, tapping me on the shoulder, bringing me back to the present. "Where did you go? You spaced out.", he said. I looked around and then back at him, "Crowds make me nervous. Never liked them.", I replied. Tate looked thoughtful for a while before he spoke again, he smiled at me excitedly, "Let's get out of here." He chuckled and took my hand again, leading me briskly out of the house and into the garden, I laughed, knowing exactly where we were going.

I kicked off my shoes and followed him into the depths of the garden, holding up my dress and avoiding thorns from the shrubbery. We made it to my spot and found everything dug up, the plants all gone and the soil bare. I turned around and walked away in anger, with Tate in tow. "Hey, Liz. Wait up!", he called after me and I stopped. I couldn't stop the tears, I leaned into him and wept silently. He stroked my back and hair, whispering comforting words in my ear. I pulled away, and looked up at him, "There goes the last thing I liked about this place." I managed to smile and even muster a bit of a laugh. Tate faked looking hurt and sniffed, "I guess I just have to make you find something new to replace it." He picked me up and swung me around in his arms, I screamed and held onto him tightly. He put me down and we laughed together. "Come on, let's go back inside.", he suggested. I nodded and walked after him, "We gotta go to my room first, my feet are not presentable for public eyes, especially royal ones." He laughed and agreed as we snuck back into the palace and made our way to the residential wing. We entered my room,  I dropped my shoes and headed straight to my bathroom. I washed off the soil from my feet and dried them off. I walked back to the room to find Tate sleeping on my bed, I tiptoed to the bed and looked down at him. He seemed to be asleep, I peered closer to get a better look and opened his eyes with a grin on his face as he pulled me on top of him. I yelped as I fell and found myself staring down at him, my hair falling over us. "Was that necessary?", I asked. "Absolutely.", he replied as he lifted his head, brushing his lips up against mine. I gasped, and he chuckled. I lowered myself more and met his lips with more force, kissing him slowly. His hand travelled up my spine and onto my neck, where he placed them gently as he kissed me more passionately. I instantly responded, laying to my side as I pulled him over me. He chuckled breathlessly, "You are a demon princess, indeed." I rolled my eyes and pulled him closer. We were lost in our own world, one where only the two of us existed and nobody else could come between us. Tate slid his hand down my legs over my dress and as he tugged the hem up, he placed his hand on my bare leg and his hand travelled up slowly. He bent down to say something, but never got to. The noise of glass shattering throughout the palace, rang in our ears. We bolted upright and looked at each other shocked, we knew where the sound had come from, I gulped before bolting towards the door, with one name on my mind, "Amelia."