A Slave for a Vampire

Part ELEVEN

THE NEXT DAY

Dream......

Richard and I were quickly sitting at a large wooden table as we were eating all these delicious kinds of food and listening to beautiful music. There was a wonderful bay glass window, where in the distance we could see the sun rising in the horizon, shining upon Richard's skin. He was nothing like Edward Cullen for the Twilight movies, he didn't sparkle, and just a nice glow to his skin like lightly tanned skin and silky hair as some Greek God.

As I look into his eyes not caring about the world around us, but in a moment, everything seemed to change, he was on his knees, holding this Tiffany blue box in his hands and then he spoke to me:

"Mindy, you need to wake up now, my love."

AND JUST LIKE THAT she was being greeted by Richard, him kissing her upon her lips as he pulled the covers back, trying to get her up. As Mindy opened her eyes, trying to force on the world around her, to gain control.

He kissed her once again upon my lips before he spoke, "My father would like for us to join him for dinner this evening, just the two of us.... Alone."

Mindy could feel her stomach twist as she swallowed hard before replying, "Is he mad with me?" Richard just chucked at her stated and gave her this sexy smile, she still didn't seem convinced, but he placed his arms around her, holding her tight as he pulled her close into him.

"I promise you, my love. He isn't mad with you," he told her and reached down and kissed her once again upon the cheek. Then he got off the bed and began to leave the room and before she could speak a word to him about tonight, she noticed a beautiful purple dress made of silk, with a black tie around the waist. She walked over to the dress to look at it, there was also a pair of black high heels and a little bag of make-up. She quick rolled her eyes knowing he probably was smiling that smile as she looked over the dress and all. She then grabbed the dress and make up bag and walked into the bathroom to shower and prepare herself for the evening.

As she finished getting dressed, she walked out of the bathroom where he stood before her with a purple shirt and black pants; he smiled, took an exaggerating bow and softly took her hand in his. As she walked with him, she slipped on her hells and they walked out of the bedroom, down the hallways until they got to the stairs. They walked down together reaching the bottom where they then walked down the hall to the main dining room. She could feel her stomach twist as they got closer to where the King was sitting at.

Richard noticed and softly whispered into her ear, "No worries my princess, you look gorgeous." Mindy smiled up at him as now she could feel butterflies in her stomach, in which made her let out a little giggle, but she managed to hold some of its in.

As we approached the King, he smiles and greeted us, "Richard so glad to see you, my son." Mindy glanced around nervously than up at Richard, he looked down at her and with an encouraging nod, in which helped her stomach settle a little more.

They sat down; as the King clapped his hands and two servants began bringing out some delicious food, of course she was the only one eating all this food for the evening. In which she didn't care because it was all amazing.

"Mindy," the King started off saying, "thank you for all you have done for my kingdom but mostly for my son Richard, I've never seen him so truly happy in my life. Am thankful that you chose to put your life on the line to help us."

She couldn't honestly say a word, but she knows that she had to, "It was my pleasure to be able to help, King." And with that he excused himself from the talk.

"Thank you, my beautiful princes," Richard spoke up unexpectedly, as she looked around the room, with her mouth still full of food.

She covers her mouth with her free hand and said, "Don't call me that in public." But Mindy could truly feel her cheeks slightly turn redder than before.

"But you are," he made it sound like she wasn't believing his words, but she did. He made her feel beautiful all the time, Richard broke her train of thought when he stood up from his chair and went down on one knee before her.

At first Mindy thought she was once again asleep, dreaming this all overs, but she wasn't since she could feel the air around then get thinner or maybe it was just her. His eyes meet hers, as he reached into his pocket pulling out a Tiffany blue box from his inner pocket, opening the box, with a diamond heart shape engagement ring. "Mindy, my love, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" he asked her.

She looked down at him for a moment, not being able to say a word, not a single word at all.