Old Victorian Medieval Love A Princess Falling For The NonAverage Prince Chapter One

A Princess Falling For The NonAverage Prince

Chapter Six

[[Nabru’s POV]]

I walk into my brothers study, he was working of course shuffling through papers, writing some things down mumbling to himself. “Crazy people talk to themselves brother,” I joked sitting down in front of him. He looked up and smiled at me, “Yes then you must be crazy too.” I nodded and grinned big, “Of course I’m crazy I live with you. Haha anyway brother have you seen Daemion I would like to speak with him?” My brother mumbled something looking at his work then back up at me, “Uh yes…he had do go to work…or something on those lines…yes…anyway he said he was coming back for dinner so be patient dear sister, he is fine. What ever you need to talk to him about can wait.” I roll my eyes at him, standing up. “Yeah sure,” I sighed walking down to the corridors stopping at the kitchen. “Messier, could I speak to you for a moment,” I asked looking at the old man who was my fathers personal butler. “We madam, what can I do for you,” he asked a thick heavy French accent coaxing his words. “Umm…my betrothed do you know where he lives and or works at? I need to speak with him urgently,” I asked quickly, holding my hands together. He nodded once, grabbing a feathers pen, ink, and paper from the cabinet, writing down neatly yet quickly. “Here you are mademoiselle,” he handed me the paper, I smile to him, thanking him, rushing out of the house out into the stables. My horse, the only black one in the stables neighs quickly as I approach him, his eyes shinning like he was smiling. “Come my sweet we are going for a ride,” I whispered to him, jumping on his back with out a saddle or reigns, gives him more freedom and less weight on his back. Trotting down the stone pavement looking at the paper following the instructions to his home, which is where he works. Odd.

I finally found his home, the lights are all off, and a continuous banging echoes out on to the streets. Jumping off of the horse, Sai, I slowly walk up to the house, knocking on the door. No one answered, though I know someone was in there, so I walked in slowly scanning the house. It was really nice, the banging was coming from the back of house, which is where I walked too. The last door on the right the noise was coming from slowly opening the door, a tiny squeak came from it, peeking through the crack of the door. My eyes widen, gasping loudly catching his attention, his head snaps around just as he saw me move, he knew someone was there. I ran I ran out of his house, Sai had already head home, though I ran down the street in the wrong direction of the castle, in the mean time bumping into another man, knocking him down falling on top of him in the process. “Oh I’m sorry sir,” I gasped, breathing hard. He raised his eye brow, his arms around my waist loosing their tight grip. “It is alright mademoiselle. What brings such a beautiful high ruler princess down to the lower parts of the city,” he asked his voice so deep, and strong, a calm softness to it. “I was looking for my-,” I started but was interrupted by Daemion running over to me almost yelling at me, “Princess! Get off of him! What is wrong with you, are you trying to be killed or something?” Pulling me off of the man, holding me tight to his sweaty chest. “Brother is that how you treat the ladies. My apologizes for my brother Miss, he has no manners,” the man I ran into apologized standing up, wiping the dirt and dust off of his tailored black suit. “Brothers? You two are brothers,” I asked pushing away from Daemion. Looking back and forth at them, then looking at Daemion’s brother, unable to look at Daemion. “Yes we are I am Dorian, Daemion’s old brother. I’m only older by a year though,” he introduces taking my hand in his kissing the top of my hand. I nod to him smiling, Daemion however growls at his brother, “Stay away from her brother she is to be my wife, so stay away from her.” He looks at him unfazed by his words, “Yes brother I know, but was she not running from you for she found out that you was and still are sleeping around with the common street whores behind her back.” Daemion growled at his brother raising his fist, though lowered it looking down at the ground walking away whispering that he would see me at dinner. I leaned against the wall, breathing in deep breaths. “Sorry about him mademoiselle, my brother is a unfaithful whore as you found out, he puts on acts so he can bed the princesses and other women. Then when he gets his fill of them, he dumps them on the street, though with you it will be different since you are to be his wife. How sad,” he sighs standing in front of me. “Yes it is sad very sad, though however I do not wish to marry him, that is why I wanted to talk to him, though if I can not find another man to marry before the final documents I will be married to him when I don’t want to be,” I cried out throwing my head back. He pondered for a bit, “I don’t know madam.” He smiled leaning next to me. I stood in front of him smiling a bit, “Would you like to come to dinner at my home tonight?” He seemed taken back a bit, just blinking at me then nodded smiling, “Sure I’d love to mademoiselle. I shall join my brother when we arrive to you this evening. Till then good day madam.” he bowed waving away smiling. Chuckling to my self softly I walk away heading home a tiny blush on my cheeks.
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