But what really stopped him from asking her to be his wife? The fact that she might say no and leave him heartbroken? But she had already shown interest in him. Or was it that he didn’t want to hurt Eleanor? After waiting for more than three years, she discovers she isn’t getting married to the one she loved, how would she react with that? Or maybe it’s because his brain is jacked up, and he isn’t thinking straight anymore?
He just wanted to be happy, but him being king will not allow some certain things in his life. He sometimes wishes he could make anything he wants become a reality. Where he would have Arianna as his wife and Eleanor will be cool enough to let it slide and go find a new love.
Sometimes he wondered why his life was upside down, it’s like one difficult riddle he couldn’t solve but the answer is right within him.
Sometimes the brain clouds the judgement of the heart and it becomes very difficult to choose or decide which is right. But he has never thought of combining both strengths together instead of letting them rage war within him, because when logic and emotions combine with each other, it’s the ultimate weapon.
Although as waves, they would have their boundaries, but when people see them they believe it is just one body of water. But look closer and you will see emotions as mermaid blue and logic as dark blue, and you will be surprised of how well they blend, giving people the illusion that they are the same, but are actually different.
All these he thought on his throne, he looked at the window and saw the moon, he hadn’t realized time had skipped and he decided it was time to sleep. He lazily walked to his room, climbing up the stairs like as if he had blocks tied to his legs.
He stopped by Diana’s room and opened the door gently, he quietly let himself in and left the door slightly ajar. He tiptoed towards her to behold her features, but also making sure not to wake Rava up.
His eyes met with her bare shoulders and realized she was nude, he smiled and lifted the blanket above her shoulders, he bent over and placed his lips just on top of hers. he then retracted and placed one on her forehead,
“goodnight Arianna.” he whispered into her ears and brushed away some hair from her face. He took a step away from her and towards the exit,
“goodnight Rob.” he was surprised at her response. He turned to see if she was awake, and was actually pretending to be asleep, but she was still journeying in the realm of dreams. A smile formed on his lips as she moaned softly, she wore a small smile which made him want to stay more. But he couldn’t.
He had a lot to do tomorrow and he still needed to train her, being king sucked a lot, but he has no other option. He exits the room and gently closes the door. He walked down to his room to get some well-deserved rest, he opened the door and saw his worst nightmare.
“what were you doing Rob? I was waiting for you.” she motioned for him to sit on the bed. He pulled the fake face on and faced his mirror,
“kingly business, it’s hard to explain.” he blinked his eyes vividly, he already had bags under them due to stress and not enough rest. He streamed his hair with his hands backwards, “do you mind?” he asked and she simply shook her head not knowing what he was actually talking about. He pulled of his shirt (royal top) over his head and let it fall to the ground.
Her gaze fell in love with his torso and chiseled arms, you know for a king he was packing something. When he gripped his belt, her heart forgot to beat. He let his pants fall to the floor and he gave the world a loud yawn.
She blushed so evidently thinking he was going to sleep with her, but her expectations were cut short when he fell to the soft, massive, comfortable bed and groaned loudly,
“I’m so tired!!” he grabbed a pillow and put it under his head, he was so exhausted right now,
“Rob, you know we need to talk.” she lay beside him, staring at his face, his eyes closed.
“I’m listening.” he didn’t bother to open them, he didn’t want to see her face.
“our engagement Rob. When?” she emphasized. His brows furrowed, then he opened his eyes,
“do you not trust me at all?” pretending to really mean it,
“oh Rob of course I trust you!” yeah she did. To make the wrong decision.
“then stop worrying about it, I’ve got things under control.” he lied. She sighed,
“okay, everything is in your hands.” she gave up, but she still had to be very careful because what he’s saying contradicts what Arianna brags about. “um Rob, there’s one more thing.” her words stopped him from entering dream land.
“yes?” he groaned, half asleep.
“it’s Diana.”
“what about her?!” he jolted up, raising Eleanor’s suspicion. He composed himself, “did she do anything wrong?” his voice calmer,
“no, but I have issues with her.” she lay upward to ignore his gaze. His expression calmed when he heard they have girl fights.
“well then just talk it out with her.” he sat up, his back leaning on the bed frame.
“no you don’t understand. She’s up to something.” her head turned towards his direction, then back to the ceiling, “she has bad intentions for you Rob.”
“Eleanor, she’s completely fine. I haven’t seen any bad behavior from her, so if you’re done talking gibberish, I’m going to sleep.” he slid on his back and ended the conversation. She gave a low sigh and marched to her room. He has obviously taken her side and that wasn’t a good thing at all.
She climbed her bed, beside Rick who was already fast asleep and slowly drifted to sleep.
The night was pretty fast and it was already morning. Arianna came out of the shower in a white towel, her hair dripping wet, she flipped it to one side and walked to her cupboard. She opened it and saw three maid outfits of the same design, she picked one and dropped it on the bed, her gaze shifted to Rava,
“why do I feel like I’m going to lose this bet?” she gave a low sigh and got dressed.
She exited her room and walked down the hallway, she lazily scanned every door she went by. Then she came by a door, the door so familiar. It was her room.