Still Only You(BWWM)✔

28~Old traditions don't change

3rd person POV

Marie-Anne had decided to go England just how Tyler had suggested. Tyler stands in the private airstrip leaning on the royal limousine waiting for Marie-Anne. The airplane has just landed and Tyler is growing impatient waiting for her.

Just when Tyler decides to walk to the plane asking what is taking so long, he sees Marie-Anne coming out. He couldn't be more happy to see her, it has only been two weeks since he left, but he missed seeing her beautiful face. He walks up to her in a rush giving her a big hug. Likewise, Marie-Anne hugs him, liking the comfort. "How was your flight?" He asks pulling away.

"It was amazing," Marie-Anne reply looking back at the airplane. It was the first time she had flown across the world and it was definitely her first time flying on a private plane and she enjoyed every moment of it. Marie-Anne looks at the man who is taking her luggage to the limousine, that is something she was not use to.

"Let's get you somewhere warm and some food," Tyler says walking her to the limousine. The driver opens the door for both of them. They slide in one after the other.

"Is it a long drive to the castle?" Marie-Anne asks Tyler as they started moving. Marie-Anne wanted a bath and her bed. She is indeed tired from the long flight.

"No," Tyler replies. Marie-Anne nods resting her head back in the chair. As they move she looks out the window admiring the look and feeling of being in another country. She dreamed about coming to England as a little kid, she loves England, their food, people, culture, and historical monuments make them one wonderful country to visit.

Before Marie-Anne knew it, the limousine had stopped. She looks out the window, the palace stands in front of her. She is an awe of how beautiful it looks. It is nearing night so the lights were on making it look even better. The palace itself looks old, but it's surrounding, the beautiful flowers and the water fountain made it worth dying for. The door opens and Tyler gets out holding the door still for Marie-Anne. "Don't let my parents intimidate you," Tyler whispers to her side as they walk the steps of the palace. Marie-Anne nods her head not understanding how they would.

Up the steps stands guards and Tyler's mother, the new queen of England. To Marie-Anne's surprise, she is in jeans and a blouse. Marie-Anne was expecting her to be in a long gown or something. "Mother," Tyler says bowing his head slightly in front of his mother. Marie-Anne looks over at him her eyes saying a million things, does she have to bow or curtsy too? Answering her question, the new queen gives Marie-Anne a big hug. Marie-Anne doesn't hug back not understanding why she is hugging her.

"Ty, I thought you said Americans love to hug," the queen asks Tyler pulling away.

"They do, but she didn't know that you were going to hug her," Tyler tells his mother.

"Sorry," the queen apologizes her accent stronger than Tyler's. Marie-Anne studies her admiring her pretty face. She has a dark complexion similar to Tyler's, her dark hair is in a high bun showing off her face shape and her beautiful eyes. Her eyes are gray making her more unique. Marie-Anne turns when another body hugs hers.

"Hi," the person says pulling away from her, "I'm the annoying twin," Tyler's sister, Tyanna, says to Marie-Anne with a bright smile. Tyler rolls his eyes at her already feeling annoyed. "I'm Tyanna," she adds when she remembers that she forgot to say her name. Tyanna is an exact copy of Tyler except he is more masculine, taller, etc... She has the same skin complexion, the same dark eyes, and that same smile. Much surprising, she is also in a pair of jeans and a blouse.

"Marie, we will let you get some rest before dinner," the queen tells Marie-Anne. "Ty, get some rest, your sister will tend to Marie," the queen tells Tyler. "See you later," the queen adds going inside the palace.

"My sister will get you settled in," Tyler says leaving to get some rest, obeying his mother's orders. He knew better than to disobey her.

Marie-Anne's POV

"My father sends you his apology for not being able to greet you, you will meet him tonight at dinner," Tyanna tells me as we walk inside.

"That's ight," I say giving her a smile. She stops questioning what I just said to her, "that's alright," I corrected myself. She nods her head smiling as she continues walking. This place is beautiful, I thought the outside was, but inside is different.

"My brother talks about you all the time," she says distracting me from my thoughts.

"That's cool," I say. No wonder I kept biting my tongue, someone was talking about me.

After walking for what seems like forever, she stops in front of a door, "this will be your room," she says, "your luggage is already inside," she adds. "Get some rest and I will pick you up for dinner in an hour."

I watch as she walks to the other side, I open the door walking to the place I will be calling my room for a few days. This room looks like my all the rooms in my condo combined. There is a queen bed, a dresser, night stands, and of course a closet. The whole room is gold, gold sheets, gold walls, and even gold floors. Okay, the floor isn't gold, it just has a light brown color. My luggage is standing in the open closet, tired from the flight I jump on the bed tossing my shoes off.

My phone which is in my jean pocket starts ringing, I take it out looking at the caller I.D. Dylan, what does he want? I get up from the bed, sitting on the floor in front of the bed. "Hello," I answer the phone.

"Marie-Anne?" Dylan asks on the other line. "I just stopped by your office and Trisha says you're on vacation," he says.

"Yeah."

"I need to see you, are you at your place?" He asks. I didn't tell him about me coming here, I wanted to get away from everything. Maybe when I come back relaxed and refreshed I can tell him about the baby.

"No, I went away," I say not trying to get specific.

"Are you back home with your family?" He asks.

"No," I answer.

"Where are you then?" He asks me.

"I'm in England," I say answering the question he wants to know the answer to so bad.

"You're what?" He yells on the other side, "you can just leave the country without say-" he starts.

"Bye Dylan," I say hanging up the phone. A low knock comes on the door as I set the phone beside me on the floor. "Yes," I say looking towards the door. Tyler opens the door sliding in and closing it slowly and quietly. "Why do you look like you're sneaking?" I ask him as he takes a seat across from me on the floor.

"I am, when my mother tells you to get some rest, she means get some rest," he says. "She says I need beauty sleep, I am already beautiful," he says in girl's voice. I chuckle, "you okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah," I say. I want to forget about every problem I have right now, I just want to have fun and enjoy life, "why is your hair cut so short?" I ask him coming closer towards him.

"My mum," he says. I take out the small white particle he had on his hair. I show it to him "thanks," he says looking at me. He stares at me, our eyes lock into each other.

We both lean over, our lips almost touching...

AN

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Au Revoir...