Royal Blood

Chapter 14-dinner

I was in the back of a black bentley with Scot by my side. He squeezed my hands and gave me a warm smile.
"Guess where we're having dinner?",

"Where?"

"London.", he replied causing me to move awkwardly on my seat. Who travels for dinner. Well I guess the super rich do and now I'm in that league so I have to get used to it.

He noticed my shock and said, "Come on it's not that far. Like a 30 minutes flight then we will go to the La Gavroche."

"If it's a french restaurant then why can't we just go to Paris for dinner."

"Well I want our first trip to Paris together to be on our honeymoon night.", he raised up my chin till we were facing each other. Then his eyes captivated my soul. They held so much passion. Now I knew he actually had feelings for me and getting married to me was not because of the constitution.

We finally got to the restaurant. It was pretty fancy. He had booked a table for two. We placed our orders and the waiters were quick to get our food.

"So how have your classes been?", did he know about my magic teacher no he couldn't. But the look on his face told me otherwise.

"It's been quite alright.", I said trying to not show any sign of fear.

"What about your magic teacher?", he asked.

"Oh she is terrific. I fell so amazing learning...em...magic from her perspective.", oh god that was so obvious. Way to go Ariana.

"Come on I know all about her and I know what you go through with her."

"You do?", I asked. People here know a lot about me than I do.

"Yes, when your mother brought her to teach you. We all knew what was going to happen."

"Looks like this lady has a big reputation around here.", I said.

"Yep lady Shena. She has told you her name right."

"Yes she has." We started a little coversation but it was to boring. I wished something fun could happen. Something to push up my adrenaline.

After a few minutes of chit-chat I looked around and took in the surrounding. There was a beautiful painting on the wall. I had seen it before it was really priceless. But it looked different as if something was in it. It seemed all wobly. Then the painting seemed to come alive. 'A night in the palace', was the name. It was definetly a masterpiece but now it  looked wierd. More magical as if the characters were real. I stood up which was rude because Scot was still talking. I stared at the painting it attracted me. It called out for me as if someone was trying to reach out to me from the painting. I walked closer to the painting, till I was right infront of it. The attraction got stronger. I wanted to climb up and enter it. I felt Scot behind me.

"My lady.", he whisphered into my ear but I couldn't listen to him. As if he were blocked.

"Touch me with your finger.", I heard a slight whispher come from the painting. The urge to do this was strong. I touched it with my finger and an alarm went off. I looked around to see if anyone was coming for me. But they had all gotten frozen. This was the perfect time for anyone to attack me.
"Alzalem.", the whispher from the painting said as if it were commanding me to say it.
"Alzalem.", I said and I felt my body being transported. I landed in the painting. A night in 1980 Buckingham. I was infront of a fountain. I wanted to scream for help. But I felt as if the frozen people couldn't help.

I looked around the painting and saw a figure in the dark.

"Excuse me, is anyone here?", I asked but I got no answer. The humans in the paintings were all still. But I sensed life in the darkness of the corners. I walked there. I was scared but I couldn't admit it. I raised my head high and walked towards the darkness.