I walk back to Noel who helps me walking back to my Room. He tries to speak to me but I don’t feel like talking. All the excitement I felt on the way to the beach is gone. Feeling even more hurt then when he dropped this bombshell on me about Jackson getting married.“When is the Prince getting married? Do you know?” I ask him just as we arrive at the door.“Saturday.” He answers and I shut the door without even thanking him. The pain I feel is almost unbearable. How can I hurt this much just because he decided to take this step? Just six days till the wedding. What did he mean when he said, “It’s not like you see me for who I am”?I find myself repeating these words over and over in my head. Who is he? Who am I?  Am I asking the right questions? How am I supposed to know who he is? It’s not like I knew him for long. Days are passing by and frequently I found myself just standing on

Noel brings me to the other side of the Castle. There is about ten of us, and we line up on the wall for a briefing with Liam. He is the head of the Guard and personal Guard for the King. Everyone gets given their positions and where they have to be, not one person says a word or steps out of the line until Liam says they are okay to leave. Noel looks over to me and gives me a smile with a thumbs up as he walks away. Liam now turns his attention to me. “Shame we never got to our little fight the other week, would have been interesting to see how you would have avoided my attacks, but I guess we got training for this now, just that I won’t be allowed to hit you too hard.” He snips with his fingers pointing at me. It’s my pet hate when someone does this just to try make a point. I don’t even want to answer this and just nod. “Anyway, the King wants you by his side, which suits me as I can relax a little running the show and make sure it all goes smoothly. So, your job is just

Time is stood still as he runs his hands through my hair and I can hear him inhaling deeply. Nothing matters around us right now, it’s just him and me. Well, that until a cough from Gemma pulls both of us back to reality. I take a step back and look at her. If looks could kill I would have died an instant death right there.“Congratulations again Gemma and Jackson, I wish you both the best.” bowing lightly then I take my leave. No need to stay there any longer. Walking through the people, which seems to be taking forever just to be able to get out of sight. Down to the Beach I go, my happy place. Just in time to see the sun go down. I love how everything changes the moment the sun touches the water, it goes from a golden yellow colour into orange even pinks and purple before turning towards a light blue and then ending up in a dark blue, almost black. The Sky tonight is lit up by the Moon and stars, sitting in the sand I just quietly gru

I manage to push him off, pushing him away with my back legs as he presses me down to the ground with his weight. Blood dripping out his mouth as he backs up and only  then I feel how hard he has actually bitten me. Limping towards my left side I need to shift my weight to the other leg, give my Shoulder time to heal and regain strength. Throbbing pain as I move to the side but I can’t show him how much it’s hurting me as he will now always go for the injured shoulder. A quick shake to make him believe I am alright, lowering my body slightly. I can feel his emotions going from dominant to insecure which could leave him now vulnerable towards my attacks. A quick pace attack and I manage to push him sideways with all the force my body has to offer. He didn’t get the chance to brace himself for the impact it had on him. Taking his eyes of me for a second which I use to my advantage, I manage to dig my teeth into his throat.  I am against the Captain of the g

More running on the Beach, just what I needed… right?“I better get on with it, that’s just what you get for overwhelming the King’s personal guard.” I say to myself as I walk slowly. I manage to get the reins around my head, but it doesn’t quite sit right over my shoulders, as the straps aren’t put on properly. It’s supposed to sit on me like a harness to minimise the rubbing on my shoulders but now that there is no one here to help me I have no choice but just  leave it as it is. I keep saying Cart, but it kind of is like a Sledge, but with a cart top where all the logs are placed into. Maybe if I run closer to the water, it will make it a bit easier and not such a terrible load to pull the rest of the day.Having to pull it again makes me shudder. The pain I was in from pulling it for so long is only just starting to subside. Punishment when I should be celebrated. Urghhh… I let out a huff and puff as I tr