The Assassin Queen

Chapter Three

A black Escalade was placed in the front. The driver opened the door for both his King and Queen. After the King and Queen were settled in, the driver walked to his side and got in. He placed his right arm over her lap and kept his queen secure against his side not wanting to let go. It took twenty minutes for the couple to get to the palace. A man opened the king's side door. The King slid out, offering his hand to his queen. A different man wearing something similar to King Trevor waited for a few feet ahead of them. They walked together, the king and future queen; side by side.

"So you must be our new Queen," the man said playfully. Charlotte looked him up and down. He had sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. On his right arm rested his mark. He was the King's, right-hand man. He looked strong but he was nothing like any other Right she knew. He was very happy and funny.

"Maybe, what is your name?" He chuckled and took her other arm. Charlotte's eyes went wide. She had seen other right's, most were stoic. They never touched the queen unless it was to protect her. He unhooked his arm after noticing the look on her face.

"I am so sorry. My name is Johnathan, your majesty. I think you will enjoy it here. I know Trevor has been waiting for some time now." A low growl emitted from Trevor. I looked at Johnathan quizzically; how could he talk to his King-like. Nicholas would have slapped him.

"Get out of my face Johnny boy." Trevor laughed. "I am going to show her the palace."

"And by that you mean take her to your bedchambers and show her..."

"Don't finish that sentence," Trevor told Johnathan. "I think you have some work to do." Trevor handed him his laptop case along with his briefcase.

"Whatever you say." When they entered the palace Charlotte's mouth dropped. It was beautiful and well taken care of. Everything was white and gold. The Knight Lights symbol was everywhere you looked. It was more elegant than she could've ever imagined. Charlotte had been to many castles, most of them small. Even the one she lived in for years was nothing compared to the Knight Light Kingdom.

"Do you mind if I, uhm just go to my chambers? I am tired and I want to shower." She asked him. Truth be told she was tired, but more importantly, she didn't want to see the kingdom just yet.

"Of course, anything you want." The pair started walking to the west side of the palace. He pointed out some of the painting that hung on the wall. She stopped and looked at the glorious painting. It was a scene of a garden. Bushes and trees, covered in flowers. Butterflies and birds flying in the air, with the sun in one of the corners of the painting. Each bird and butterfly were different colors, embracing the beauty of the differences. Remembering her soul mate mark she held her left arm.

"It's part of our mate mark," he said gesturing towards the middle of the painting. There was a patch of roses, all different colors. In the middle was a red rose with a white butterfly sitting on it. "All of my family has it."

"I... don't think I am ready to meet them. I mean not today." She responded to his last remark. Charlotte was nervous to meet them.

"Of course not. I barely know you and I don't want them to scare you." He smiled at her. His family was cheerful, to say the least. His mom and dad have been waiting years for him to meet his soul mate. His mother would ask her questions about having children and getting married. His father would ask about the kingdom she came from.

"Will I get my own chambers or...?" She asked changing the conversation. Instead of answering Trevor took Charlotte's hand and continued walking in the castle. She could tell they were getting closer to the end of the wing when there were fewer guards and more advanced technology.