Royal Blood, Royals Bound

2. Royal Rivalry

"Wake up." I feel Natalia my personal helper tap me on my shoulder gently trying to awake me. I open my eyes slowley my vision blurry, I blink a few more times regaining my normal vision. "Come on I gotta do your hair and get you ready its almost eight o'clock." she chimes and her african american accent pitches in. "The meeting is at nine." I complain sitting up. "But you need to get breakfast hun." she smiles still trying to rush me in the most gentle way as possible I like her nicknames she uses on ke they're quite adorable.
I standup and make my way towards the bathroom Natalia close behind me. "Speed it up a little your highness." she says her tone sweet and soft. I sped my pace a little because I respect Natalia she's a nice women.
As I get in the bathroom I strip stepping into the warm marble tub that was already prepared for me. "Thankyou." I smile at Natalia sinking in the warm heaven relaxing. I feel her pouring the liquid soap in the tub. "Now hurry and rub up your mother wants everyone down at breakfast by eight thirty." she scurries to the closet to get me a fresh towel. I do as requested speeding up my process as fast as I can.
"Where is Katrina?" mother asks gritting through her teeth. "Ask Abigale." John rolls his eyes. "Does it look like she's here John." Mother gets impatient. "Im here." Katrina says quickly taking her seat. "What took you so long I said I wanted to start breakfast at eight thirty because the meating is at nine we only have twenty minutes to eat!" she snaps on Katrina. "Sorry mother but the warm water felt so good on my skin." Katrina says picking up her fork making John and I giggle. "Stop laughing." mother bites at us. We stop laughing and I dig into my food. "That means I need to get rud of Abigale if she isnt doing her job them." she says slapping down her fork in her eggs. "No its not her fault mum." Katrina defends her. Mother stays quiet.
"Father pass the salt please." John tells father. Father hands him the salt. "Too much salt is bad for you." Mother warns John. He looks down on his food embarresed. "Eat as much as you want little brother." Katrina encourages him. He smiles and mother glares at them. Katrina smiles at John her evil smile that she does at times like this.
"Your carriage is ready." Abigale sticks her head in and anounces. We all look at eachother. "Already?" Father looks confused wiping off the corners of his mouth getting up from the table the chair gives off a horrible sound as it scrapes against the floor. "Lets go then." he heads towards the door. John wipes his mouth and gets up and the rest of us mimic the action heading out the door. Steve our butler closes the door behind us.
Carter gently helps me up and into the carriage. He touches my bum for second and I flinch. "Sorry I-I" he tries to apologize. "It's fine I know it was an accident." I reassure him and he relaxes closing the carriage door. The carriage stay silent as we wait for Carter to start the horses onto their dreading job of transportation. I feel so bad for them they have so much hardships to travel in.
"Mother what will this meeting be about will Asher and I still be getting married?" Katrina questions mother. "Im not sure Im just as clueless as you." she answers looking out the window. "Mother how could you and father not know did you do something to the Styles?" Katrina pushed onward with the questions. "Katrina ask me another question." mother gets fuzed daring her. Katrina gets quiet looking out the window. "Its quite beautiful outside." I break the heated air. "Very." Katrina adds relaxing a little more.
"Julian and Evelyn. Nice to see you." King Almikar chimes evily. "Your children have grown up so much." he adds as we all take our seats. Mother and father ignore him and sit close to him. I take a seat next to their second eldest daughter Madeline gladly Katrina sits next to me. John got stuck between Derek and Douglas the twins. But another boy sat next to father, I never met him before. Almikar catches me starring at I guess his son. "That is my youngest son ." he answers my question. I look down at my hands a little shy that he caught me looking at him.
"Forget that why do we need a meeting I dont like you neither your family so lets get this over with." Father says impatiently. "Alright fine just wait untill my wife gets here." Almikar rolls his eyes. Shortly his wife walks in. "Hello Evelyn and Julian nice to see the enemies again." she says casually (making my stomache churn) taking her seat Norman their butler pulls out the seat for her and pushes her in backing up to take his stance back again. "This meeting shouldnt involve children so all the kids please escuse us." Almikar orders as if were his children. We all stay frozen. I look at Katrina who is giving Almikar the death glare she could kill him with those things. "I dont take orders from Styles.You people utterly disgust me. Im eighteen, John will be eighteen next month and Evangeline" I cringe when she uses my actual name "is fifteen old enough to marry there are no children in here." Katrina finally says. "No Katrina he's right escuse us we need privacy." mother turns to her saying. "Fine." Katrina gets up walking off into the living room. John and I follow behind her and of course the Styles are close behind us. "John lets go outside." I tug at his sleeve. He takes my hand leading me out the door. John closes the door right in the twins' faces. I laugh.
"They are very so annoying." John shakes his head. I take a seat on the fountain rim but John stays standing his arms crossed. "Your hair looks nice curled and that headband thats in your hair its pretty." he compliments. I smile thanking him. "Madeline move out of my way!" I hear Katrina yell at the top of her lungs. "Wheres that coming from?" John waits to hear. "Stay here Ill be back." he walks off to the side of the house.
I sit back down playing with the hem of my dress observing the pretty white pattern trying to keep myself busy as Im waiting for John to be back with Katrina.....I hope.
"I like your dress." I hear a thicker accent than mine come from the front door. I look up to see the curly haired boy with the fresh green eyes looking down on me his smile wicked like his father's accept he has deep dimples.
He closes the door behind himself slowly walking down the stone stairs making his way towards me. "Thank you." I answer shyley the flashbacks of me getting caught starring at him flash in my head like a bad memory.