One Night with the Prince

One Night with the Prince by T.M. Mendes

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him.” I reasoned. Those tingles didn’t help at all!
     
    She patted my arm.
     
    “Red, maybe you should just go with it?” She suggested. I instantly shook my head.
     
    “No. I can’t go through that. Either way I can’t win. I wasn’t raised like you all were! I can’t be a freaking Queen, and even if I did I won’t to let myself fall! My idea of a good day is ticking someone off who makes me mad! You girls were all raised in proper homes and taught how to be a royal. I wasn’t!” I fumed out. She looked sympathetic at me as we walked back to the rooms to get ready for dinner.
      
    “Anna, if you two are meant to be together then it won’t matter. If you fall for him like you claim, you won’t care about anything else.” She reasoned. I walked silently mulling it over. What she said was right, but I’ve seen what heartbreak can do.
     
    My own mom went through it when my dad skipped town for a young girl that could be my older sister. It was hard for me to see her go through that. She was so depressed for the longest time. Now she’s okay, but why would I want to put myself through that?
     
    Shaking my head I said goodbye to Sydney and went to my room to get dressed for tonight. This should be interesting.
     

 
     
    Chapter fourteen
     
     
     
    Anna
     
    I decided to go with some fitted dark blue jeans, again not wanting to get dressed up for some dumb dinner. I then chose a soft white shirt where the sleeves go to my elbows, and had blue flowers here and there. Pulling on my black converse I heard a knock on my door. When I opened the door I grinned.
     
    “What are you doing here Dem?” I leaned against the doorframe. He smirked at me.
     
    “Every dinner the girls’ personal guard is supposed to escort them to the dining hall. Oh and I heard about how you’re supposed to be with Kia tonight you naughty, naughty girl!” He tisked. I rolled my eyes and smack his head.
     
    “Nothing will be happening tonight!” I defended myself. I was more of a wait for marriage kind of girl. He chuckled like he didn’t believe me, not my problem if he did or not.
     
    “Sure. But you better not steal my man away from me!” He warned. I laughed.
     
    “Sure, okay!” He rolled his eyes chuckling. We walked to the dining hall passing some other girls on the way. When we passed, Elise she sneered at me. I looked serious.
     
    “Sorry I don’t speak wild boar.” I said lightly. Dem laughed next to me and even her guard snickered. She huffed, and couldn’t come up with a comeback. Ha! When we arrived Dem dragged me to where we were sitting before and I scowled at him.
     
    “You did this on purpose!” I hissed under my breath knowing full well that I had to sit next to Zach. He looked innocently at me.
     
    “I just want to sit next to my best friend! Is that a crime?” I could see the amusement in his eyes. I rolled my eyes.
     
    “No it’s not, but when I don’t have to sit next to you and you drag me here, then yeah, I get suspicious.” I narrowed my eyes. He shrugged indifferently. When everyone was seated the doors opened revealing Zach. I choked on my water.
      
    “My son! You finally cut your hair!” The King smiled. Dem and I were in silent hysterics, because we both knew that his new haircut was due to the comment I made earlier. I have to say he looked good. Yummy even- No! Wait, I already admitted to myself that he was indeed yummy, but it doesn’t mean I like him.
     
    “Yes father, I figured it was time to cut it, since it was getting in the way when I trained.” Dem snorted under his breath as Zach sat down.
     
    “Yeah right, more like a certain red head liked shorter hair.” He mumbled quietly. But we both heard him. And funnily enough we both smacked him on the head at the same time. We looked at each other for a moment. He was grinning like an idiot while I was dumbfounded. Dem just rubbed his head and whined.
     
    “Ow! What was that

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