Unspoken thing

2 | Swiped off her feet

"Oh, Flame! You're so cheesy." Fiona commented, her cheeks flushing lightly. 

Flame gave a shy smile, and rubbed the back of his neck. "That's just how I feel, Fiona."

"I don't know what to say," Fiona lightly giggled.

"You don't have to say anything, but uh, I did want to talk to you about a few things." 

"Did? Do you still want to?" 

Flame nodded.

"Okay, come at me! What's up?" 

"Well, uh," Flame rubbed the back of his neck, again. He wasn't very good with confrontation. Especially if it was with the love of his life. Soon, he was going to be King, and he wanted a thing that was concrete. He wanted to know if his Queen was here for him, and trustworthy. The point was, he was deeply in love with this woman in front of him but it seems that she's kind of playing a game with him. She'll break up with him, and want to be with him again. 

"Fiona, why do youu... keep dumping me?" He asked, his flushed face held a pained expression. He hated asking it, and wasn't sure if he wanted to know exactly why. 

Fiona blinked, caught off guard by the question. She had make up something and quick. Visions of Marshall Lee flooded her head. It was as if her heart belonged to the Vampire King. Sometimes, it did feel like Marshall returned her feelings; he'd always be flirting it up with her. But then she'd hear all sorts of things about his mistress, Ash. Fiona didn't even know who Ash was, and she didn't like Ash at all knowing she had her hands on her Marshall. 

"It's complicated," Fiona finally responded after a few silent moments. She looked down at her almost empty plate, "Sometimes, I just feel like you aren't interested in me. I mean, there's plenty of others girls, some who are actually princesses, that are way better than me." Fiona bullcrapped it. Knowing it was kind of true, since she's lowkey cheating on Flame with feelings towards another guy. 

Flame Prince sat up right in shock, "What do you mean? You're the fairest of them all, Fiona. My father's tried introducing me to many girls, and some.... guys, thinking I might be gay? But, I'm not gay! I don't like men, at all, nope, not a homosexual." He babbled on awkwardly about his sexuality. He didn't want Fiona ever thinking that he was not into her. If anything, he was Fisexual. (Fiona-sexual.) 

"Meeting you, Fiona, you set my expectations up too high. No other girl can compare to you. My love for you is never ending, and it only grows." Flame Prince could feel his cheeks burning by now. He had to let Fiona know in person how he felt. Writing it was easy, anyone could write such things and lie to them. But saying it in person meant more. 

Fiona could feel her cheeks burning, as well. Her heart beat was beating so hard, she thought he could hear it from across the small round table. She quickly averted her back to her plate again. She could imagine Marshall saying those kinds of things to her. She felt super crappy about this whole situation. She just might end up breaking up with Flame Prince again, still finding out that her love for Marshall was still there. She knew it was still there, but it's gotten bad. She thought she could control it, but...

"Aaaiiieee-!" A loud scream startled Fiona and Flame. 

A table flew to the side as a tall, blue shaded woman came into view. 

"There you are," The Ice Queen hissed under her breath as she approached the Flame Prince and Fiona; eyeing Fiona in particular. 

"Ice Queen, what are you doing here!?" Fiona blurted, her eyes growing twice their size. Flame Prince stood up from his seat. The Ice Queen was so cold, she could probably take out his flame in out touch. But that wasn't his worry, he was more concerned for Fiona.