They royals were all ready to depart, each one dressed from head to toe in red. The red matched my glossy red lips. When I looked in the mirror my lips looked wet, but they didn't feel so. Everyone was casually sitting not necessarily talking but murmuring more or less.
The princes looked at me most simply looking away, whereas Ashton walked up to me. "What is this?" He asked seemingly unhappy. He seemed to be taking the role of someone he wasn't supposed.
"It seems you and your brother don't seem to share the fondness I have for this... unnatural look." I told him looking in the hall mirror on my left, seeing he both of us.
"It's not you, and anything that is not you is not okay." He says audibly. I study his genuineness. I never know with him. I looked to the other royals, to avoid his eyes.
"Well, some would agree, like my husband." I told him, surprising myself with my word choice. I almost cringed at the word.
"I think I would." Davison came from behind me, holding the small of my back. Seemingly happy that I had used that word. He smiled down to me, and the embarrassment hurried in, along with the sparks where he was holding me.
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AventuraAfter the war there was little left, we had made the best of what we could, we have rebuilt things, but not as well as the people in the Crimson. The Crimson is the city up in the mountains, it is the safest place to be. The buildings are all white...
