Even though he was happy his apology was accepted by her words he still felt guilty. He'd almost lost her but now he had her back and that was one thing he was very grateful for. When her lips crashed onto his he didn't push her away or show any objection. He let his arms wrap around her waist and hold her to him so fiercely that no one could take her out of his arms if they tried. Having her lips against his felt wonderful, they always left him wanting more. He let out a sigh when she pulled away, he was a little disappointed that their kiss ended but he knew he'd be getting many more from her.

Brody nearly blushed at her words but he didn't he only gave her his rare smile, one that was rarely seen on his face. His eyes softened and for the second time she truly made him happy. "I do believe that I like you a lot as well Amelia." He said as his gin widened before he pushed a few strands of red hair from her face as he gave her another kiss. It was a gentle one but there was neediness hidden behind the gentleness of the kiss. He was about to lick her bottom lip to ask for entrance to her mouth when a knock came from the door.

What impeccable timing the servants have. He pulled away from Amelia reluctantly before sitting up. "Yes?" Brody asked in a sleep ridden voice and the maid peeked open the door. "I've come to - Oh, I see princess Amelia is with you...Excuse me prince Brody." She said with a slight blush on her face before closing the door back quickly. Brody's brows rose before he laid back down in his spot next to Amelia.

He didn't say a word to her, he only resumed what he was doing earlier. His lips fell on her's again and this time he wasn't as so slow as to run the tip of his tongue on her bottom lip teasingly demanding entrance.

Amelia saw Brody's face light up again and she knew that the words that slid out of his mouth was the truth and nothing more. This time he placed his lips on hers and they began kissing again. A knock rapped on the door and Brody came up to answer it. A maid stuttered a few words before leaving them again. Amelia guessed it was a servant who was checking up on Brody, since it seemed obvious last night that he was under the influence. He came back to Amelia and went back to kissing her. She put her hand on his cheek softly before adding a bit more pressure on his lips with hers. She felt his tongue prodding at her lip and obligingly she opened her mouth, allowing access.

Even though she had much experience with kissing boys, she still found her hands being shakey when they kissed. Then again, she had never wanted to kiss someone as bad as she wanted to kiss Brody. She could still taste a hint of the tart, grape taste of the wine from last night, but nevertheless he tasted sweet and slightly citrusy, like sweet strawberries with a hint of lemon. Her hand snaked up to the back of his head and she grabbed his tousled hair and used her other hand to prop herself up. Her tongue flicked Brody's back and forth, a dance of intense passion. At some point, her legs coiled around his waist and she eventually clung to him velcro as they kissed.

She began to moan softly from his kiss and tangled her fingers in his hair. Her senses felt alive and goosebumps slithered across her body. Somehow, when kissing Brody, Amelia knew that in their passionate kiss she had been right in choosing to stay with him. And that was all she could ask for.

When she allowed him excess Brody's tongue pressed against hers. The feeling of it made his blood run hot as he held her to him. Kissing her like this was much more different than just a regular kiss. It felt more intimate, so much so it made him nervous. Very nervous but none the less his body's movements were bold. His hands moved up her back as her legs coiled around his waist as he held her to him tightly as he took a moment to suck on her tongue. He could not taste the wine on her tongue but even though she did taste sweet.

It wasn't until Brody heard her moan did he stiffen ever so slightly, not because he didn't like it but because he liked it too much. He slowly parted from their kiss for air before kissing her jawline. He wanted to hear her moan again but he knew it'd be bad if he made her do so. It would provoke him to want more than he was ready for. Brody moved from her jawline to her neck placing feather light kisses but he stopped at her color bone before moving his way back up to her lips where he kissed her again. Even though it was not passionate as the ones before it still had spark to it. "We will be late for breakfast if we stay here much longer."

He said, even though he really wanted to stay like this but he was scared if they stayed longer something more would happen. And he didn't know how she'd feel about that. Brody was still placing little kisses here and there on her neck and jawline before he rolled over to have her sitting on top of him in his lap. "Or would you rather stay here for a little longer?"

Amelia began sighing softly as Brody started kissing her from her lips to her collar bone and back up. She put her arms around his neck as he rolled her over so that she sat in his lap. She bit her lip as Brody began planting more kisses and curled her toes as she began to feel warmer and warmer from their heat exchange. She wanted to stay, no doubt about that, but they would have to go down to the kitchen eventually to let everyone know that they were alright. She planted her kisses up the side of his neck and rubbed her nose against his cheek softly when her mouth made it there. "I think we should get breakfast first." She said softly before pressing her lips against his cheek, "So we can let them know we're alright."

She cupped his cheeks and kissed him softly on his lips before getting off of him and the bed. When he also got off, she gingerly took his hand and lead him to the kitchen at a leisurely pace. They passed a few servants, who smiled, bowed and bid them good morning. Some even covered their grins as they went off to do their duties. She wrinkled her eyebrows at that. She didnt even want to know what they thought they had been doing for the time they were in the guest room. I really like kissing him... she thought to herself as they walked down the hallway, But...what if he wants more? She didn't know if she was ready to do anything past kissing Brody, but at the rate their passion flew and the fact that it felt wonderful kissing him and holding him, she wasn't sure. Where do they go after they both knew they mutually liked each other? If Brody kissing her down her neck wasn't steamy enough, she wondered what would have happened if she opted to stay in the room for a little longer.

In the kitchen, the couple was greeted with French toast along with strips of bacon and watermelon pieces. Amelia took to her seat when Brody pulled it out for her and began taking pieces from each pile of food. She noticed that the wine bottle was completely gone from the table and they were served iced water instead. Good thing, too. As she gulped the water down, her cheeks returned to their normal complexion color and she had come down from her high that she got when she kissed Brody.

Brody looked over at the servants who covered their grins, he wondered what could possibly be so funny to them. Maybe something had happened last night that he didn't know about? No that couldn't be possible because he remembered every moment of it and he found none of it funny. He followed next to Amelia silently until they reached the kitchen. The smell of french toast and bacon invaded his senses.

Luckily he didn't get nauseated during hang overs or else he would've been doubled over in the floor trying not to throw up. After Amelia sat down he also took his seat and began to place food onto his plate. Although he didn't put as much food down as he usually did, his appetite had been ruined by the alcohol. As he ate he too began to notice that the servants sat out only water this time which was a good thing because if they'd sat out wine he probably would've gotten angry and told them to never let such a drink in his sight again. He was determined not to be anywhere near the drink at the moment.

Since he had very little on his plate it didn't take him long to finish. As he whiped off his mouth he decided that he needed a bath, and needed to brush his teeth since he could still faintly taste the wine that he had drank last night. Brody stood from his chair then leaned down and pressed a short kiss on Amelia's forehead. "I'm going to take a shower, I'll be out soon." He informed her as he reluctantly pulled away from her. As he left the kitchen he passed a few servants who asked if he was alright, he of course told them he was feeling fine now.

When he had gotten his clothes and stepped into the bathroom he then took a wild guess at what the servants before had been grinning about. His cheeks were a little flushed and he looked like he was on cloud nine. When he realized what they must have thought his cheeks flamed red and he turned away from the mirror as he undressed. Honestly they really are too young for that...or are they? They are married so what should it really matter if they do that? His face by then was bright red as he shook the thoughts away knowing that the both of them, at least him, wasn't ready for that.

As Brody took a shower and Amelia ate breakfast a servant had went to answer the door. There was a messenger there that held a letter and spoke that it was for Amelia and Brody from their parents, and that they are to attend dinner with them the next day. The servant only nodded to the messenger before taking the letter to Amelia. The middle age got the attention of the girl before placing the letter down next to her. "This is from your parents, and Brody's father. The messenger told me also to tell you that you're to attend dinner with your parents tomorrow night."

((Sorry it took so long to reply I was just soo tired, my cousin stayed two days then I went out with a friend, and my nerves have been driving me cray cray so that's why I haven't replied sorry . >.<))

Amelia looked up when Brody kissed her, and nodded when he said he would take a shower. As he left, she began finishing her meal so she could go to their bedroom and possibly finished what they had potentially started. Just before she began finishing her bacon, a servant came by to drop a letter from their parents. She thanked him and waved them off before cracking open the letter and reading it:

Dear Mister and Misses Nuallan,

Oh Im just going to love getting used to that!

Amelia groaned when she figured out who this letter was from. Instantaneously, she continued reading the letter in her mother's high-pitched trill:

Now, as you know we will be expecting both of you for dinner tomorrow to discuss matters of leading the united country once our time is up. We are expecting both of you to come and pay attention seeing as these are important matters. Speaking of, we are also expecting that you two have planned to consummate the marriage soon or else the countries will get suspicious and we don't want that! Of course we planned for the consummation to be the day of your wedding but seeing as you two barely knew each other and we do not need to follow the old customs, we decided to push the consummation to a better date for both of you! That does not mean take your merry time, of course, because the public will love it that you two are connected as so.

I heard from your servants working at your mansion that you two are getting along fine which is wonderful! I just knew he was a perfect match for you Amelia! That is always good to hear. Well, there is nothing more to say except to remind you of tomorrow and to look your best. We wish you the best!

Signed,
Nicolette Arlaine

United Family of Nuallan and Arlaine

Amelia placed the letter on the table, placed her head on the table and groaned. Why were their parents so caught up with them having a child so badly? She guessed it was for the countries but she just didnt understand why it must be rushed. She didnt even know if she wanted to, much less Brody. She rubbed her forehead, where Brody had kissed her. After that, she felt the soft tingles of the other kisses he left on her. It all felt so good but...what if they went too fast and their relationship will go downhill again? Then again, not even Brody insulting Amelia last night had driven her completely away. Can I really...like him that much? She heard clinking of plates and looked up as she saw the servants clearing up their dishes. She stood up, took the letter and exited the kitchen. The servant who delivered her the letter gazed at her as she went into the hallway.

"Can you tell my husband I will be in our bedroom? I need to discuss this with him." She told him. The servant furrowed his eyebrows, thinking there was a second meaning to that phrase, "I just need to show this to him! Tell him at once!" She said the last few words sternly enough to make the servant scurry off to his duty. She blew her bangs out of her eyes before going to the bedroom, sitting down on the bed with letter in hand, waiting for Brody.



((Its fine I understand! I honestly was gonna message you tomorrow or something but I'm glad you're all good :3 ))

The boy sighed as the water from the shower head gently rained down onto his back causing his shoulders to relax. He sighed as he went through his usual task of bathing, he was taking his time this morning for some odd reason. Perhaps it was because he was trying to forget about last night and let his mind wander off somewhere else.

When his mind did finally wander off somewhere else he found himself thinking about Amelia and how her skin felt under his lips. If it were possible his whole body would've turned red at the thought. Just what in the word did he think he was doing? She wouldn't want that, she's still sixteen. Hell he's still seventeen. He ran his fingers through his hair as he rinsed the soap out of it. But still, he still...his face flushed as he tried to block out the thoughts of her underneath him.

Never had he thought of a girl in such a way until now, but why now? He sighed as he turned off the shower head. Whatever the case he would be careful and restrain himself, what would happen if they had a child too early? He was sure it would put a strain on their relationship. He pursed his lips, well at least they wouldn't have to worry about that just as long as they didn't go too far.

As he was drying his hair and putting a towel around his waist he heard someone knocking at the door. "Prince Brody? Are you in there?"

"Ah..yes, I am. Is something wrong?" He asked the man on the other side of the door as he hurried to dry himself off in fear that something had happened. He had his boxers and pants up by the time the man spoke agian.

"Princess Amelia told me to fetch you, I believe she wishes to discuss a letter with you. She's in your room." The man's muffled voice echoed through the door.

A sigh escaped Brody's lips as he laid the towel on his head. "Alright, thank you I will attend to her soon." He answered as he began to towel dry his hair quickly. Since the servant said it was a letter he was sure it was from their parents with some news about something or else they wouldn't have sent them anything. Soon Brody was out of the bathroom dressed in black slacks and a plain white button down shirt that he would usually wear.

When he made it to their bedroom he didn't knock, he just stepped in. It was their bedroom for the moment so he didn't feel the need to knock. When he entered he shut the door behind him and walked in over to Amelia who held the letter in her hand. He sat down close beside her when he reached the bed and looked down at the letter in her hand. "What are they saying now?" He knew it was from their parents. There was nothing else that could bother her. He looked down at the letter again before gently taking it form her and reading it.

((Hahha, thanks haha. I shoulda messaged you. guh, sorry. lol! I meant to reply on here earlier but yeah. lol. hah))

Amelia looked up when she heard Brody come in and a small smile escaped her lips. She handed him the letter and let him react to it however he wanted to. She sighed to herself as she remembered the small scripted words on the parchment. "I just don't understand why they're so persistent about this." She began drumming her fingers in anxiousness, "It's not like we'll be going anywhere anytime soon, why do they need an heir so soon?!" That wasn't the only thing that bothered Amelia, though. She did tell Brody about mother. What will happen when they meet for dinner tomorrow. She could never do well under pressure, and if her mother did find out she told someone, even if it was her husband...

Dont tell anyone, Amelia. Or else... The words echoed in her head and she felt herself get moths in her stomach. She clutched her stomach and decided to slump in her position as Brody read on. "I guess we really have to go to this dinner tomorrow." She sighed. It wasn't like it was a painful task, she just didnt want to see her yet. She thought of something and smiled up at Brody. "At least we don't have to pretend we like each other I guess.


(( its foine gurl as long as you're all good [: ))

Brody's eyes scanned over the letter with ease. He could tell it was obviously from the girl's mother by the writing and the tone it was written in. The boy's brows furrowed as he read on. It was strange. Why would the other countries even care if they had an heir. Perhaps it was just an excuse so they can have an heir to strengthen the treaty. Whatever it was something was up. Besides if the other countries didn't believe them they could always just pay them a visit personally. Although he doubted his parents would really like that. He sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair and looked away from the letter.

They had to think up something to get out of this, he didn't want a child now. It would cause too much stress on their relationship. He pursed his lips before looking over at her after she'd spoken. "That's true, one less thing to worry about with them." He said with a sigh as he turned all the way around to look at Amelia. She looked sick. "Are you alright?" He asked her as he looked over her. Of course he couldn't detect anything wrong with her from her facial expressions or anything but he found it weird that she had suddenly laid down.

Brody sat the letter down beside him and shifted so he was beside Amelia, propped up on his forearm. He pressed his hand against her forehead, then her cheek, and then under her chin before resting his hand in the crook of her neck.

Amelia looked up at Brody when she felt his hand on her face. When it fell to her neck, she tilted her head in the direction of where the hand was. She rolled her fingers up into soft fists and sighed. "What if she...finds out that I...told you." She began tensing up at the thought of what might happen. But, telling one person couldn't hurt, right? What if she knows just by looking at their anxious, surreptitious faces? Her lip began to tremble and she felt her eyes form liquid. It scared her that much to not know what her mother would do if she knew Amelia had told.

She found herself placing her hand on his arm and squeezing lightly, until eventually she made her way into his arms, as if that would protect her from tomorrow. She felt sick to her stomach thinking about tomorrow night, knowing that there was no way out of it. She felt the moths in her stomach biting at their confinements and she almost felt nauseous. She gripped Brody's arm a little tighter and burrowed her face into the corner where is neck and shoulder met.

So that's what was wrong. Brody's facial expression became relaxed and he gave her a look of reassurance. Even though it was easy for him to think that everything was alright, it was another story for Amelia. He knew it was such a large secret that she wasn't supposed to tell, but he wasn't going to tell anyone so she had nothing to worry about. "She won't find out." Brody began as her eyes began to water. He tried to keep his voice soothing as possible as she squeezed his arm. "I won't tell a soul, and we're pretty good at acting for the most part so we should be fine." He said trying to soother her as she made his way into his arms.

Brody rubbed her arm as he held her. "Just trust me, and if she does find out that you told me I most definitely will not let her harm you." He said as he held her to him as he let his hand slip up to run his fingers through her hair. "I promise." Brody meant it, there was no way he was going to be scared of some woman. He was sure that his mind could plot more than hers. He was a clever one when he wanted to be so. "So don't worry okay?" He asked her as he pulled away from her a little so he could make her look up at him. As he did he placed a kiss on her forehead before leaning down to gently kiss her on the lips.

Amelia began to untense as she listened to Brody's words. He did make many valid points, but still she could not help but worry. Her eyes opened wider at the mention of him protecting her. Would he really...do that? She had only had older men servants as a kind of guard when she went out and the peasants wanted to touch her, but it wasn't like it meant anything; it was just protection. But Brody...wanted to protect her. It wasn't exactly his duty, but he stated that he would protect her anyway. He pulled her away from his arms slightly so that she would look up at him. She nodded and let out a soft "Okay." before he put his lips on her forehead, and then on her lips.

Even as softly as Brody had touched his lips with hers, she still felt tingles shoot up and down her body. A flashback of this morning blinked in her mind and she realized that they still needed to finish where they left off; that is, if there really was anything to continue. She decided not to risk going too far, in case Brody was just as afraid of what might come as she was. Are we really too young for that? She thought to herself as she glided a hand up to cup his cheek, Or did our parents really think that it was the right time? The thought of that made the newly born butterflies in her stomach turn into moths again, causing her to pull away abruptly. She curled up in his arms again and slightly bent forward to stop her stomach from making too much noise.

"Sorry." She let out softly, "Just the, uh, letter...what it said..." He was probably confused about all of her different reactions; for all she knew, maybe he wanted to quickly get under her skirt whether she got pregnant or not. Either way she still had mixed feelings about the whole situation. "Do you...honestly think we can handle that...like, at our age?" There must have been a reason their parents decided to wed them sooner instead of later. To keep her mind from becoming muddled, she looked up at him and began to gently take a strand of his hair and softly play with it.

Brody relaxed as it seemed that his wife was starting to calm down. His eyes went over to her hand that caressed his cheek before falling back onto her when she pulled away from him only to curl up in his arms again. It seemed that she really was terribly bothered by the subject. He knew that what the girl was going through was not easy at all, he could tell by the way she was acting and about how she acted when she'd first told him about the ordeal.

If only there was something he could say to her that would calm her down so she wouldn't have to worry about anything. But there wasn't it seemed. He rubbed her back gently as he nodded lightly. He understood why she'd feel that way, although he was worried if it kept up she'd make herself sick. At her question he furrowed his brows. "No." He answered quickly, and honestly. "I don't think we can, in my point of view. I don't think we can handle a child right now...we just now started getting along, and if we had a child now I think it will put more stress on our relationship and then..." He pursed his lips as he thought of everything that could go wrong.

The two of them fighting, never getting along again, having a hard time taking care of the baby. Sure the servants could just help too but he didn't like the thought of that. If it was his child he would most certainly take care of it, he wasn't the type to let others deal with his responsibilities. Well most of his responsibilities anyway. "I just don't think it'd work out." He said as he continued to slowly rub the girl's back. "I will express this to them tomorrow regardless if they like it or not. If we have to we can visit the other countries ourselves to prove we are very much well together." He answered swiftly. When it came to it Brody could be stubborn.

Amelia looked up at Brody to see the defiance in his eyes. At least he felt the same way as her with having a child. In truth, she still felt like a child; there wasn't any way that a child could ever take care of another child. She smiled a little and nodded at him. "Visiting countries would be fun." She said before kissing his jaw and starting to play with his hair. She didnt know how the parents would take Brody going against their wishes, but she knew it was a logical arguement and Amelia would defend him no matter what. Being curled up, she felt safe in his arms, and it made her feel warm inside.

She looked up at him and pressed her lips on his again. Now that they both felt comfortable kissing each other, she found herself trying to kiss him more and more. It made her senses awaken and her need to feel connection with another human being had been satisfied. Her hand that had been playing with his hair snaked down to cup his cheek as she kissed him softly on his lips again and again. Her body relaxed again and eventually she uncoiled herself from her fetal position so that she could wrap her arm around him and kiss him softly. Again and again and again.

The change in subject quickly changed the look on Brody's face. His brows relaxed and his expression became thoughtful. Visiting countries would be fun, they would get to see many things. Hopefully they would make new friends there too. The thought made him happy. He looked down at Amelia when she kissed his jaw while she played with his hair. Slowly he found himself becoming drawn to her. He stared down at her with dark caramel eyes before closing them as she placed her lips against his.

Her lips were softer than his own, and warm. Very warm. Fire was flooding through his veins, and Brody found that he was becoming familiar with the feeling. Each time she kissed him he'd kiss her back with more pressure each time. Soon he found himself wanting more, wanting to kiss her harder and longer. A cold chill went down his spine as she cupped his cheek while she kissed him. When she was out of her fetal position Brody, with out hesitation, pulled her over onto his lap so she was straddling him.

The position made him blush as he felt the girl's body curve against his. Brody kissed her deeper and with more passion each time their lips meet. His arms coiled around her waist as he pulled her to him and he ran his hands up her back and then back down her her hips where he squeezed lightly. When he done so he accidentally brought her hips down to his, causing her hips to brush against his own causing friction. His face flushed a light pink as pleasure flooded through his body. A low moan echoed in the back of his throat as he once more pressed Amelia's hips down back against his in a grinding motion.

Amelia obliged when Brody lead her onto his lap. She lightly began tapping her tongue against his lips, pleading for access. She felt his hands coil around her waist and they began to kiss more passionately. She felt him push her hips down to his and heard a soft moan escaped his lips and into her mouth. Heat surged throughout her body almost instantaneously from her toes up to her flushing face. She moved her hands up to wrap them around his neck and began kissing harder. Her fingers tangled in his soft hair as she flicked her tongue against his mouth and on his tongue. He tasted like passion, like fire, and like something she was craving that she didnt know she was craving for. What am I doing? I can't do this. But..it feels so... Her thoughts melted away from their heat of their bodies grinding softly and slowly and their tongues working to create a sensation in both Amelia and Brody.

She slowly parted her lips from his began kissing him down to his neck. She had the sudden to kiss every little nook and cranny of him, but she knew she couldn't push things too much. Yet, she couldn't help herself; the way he smelled and tasted when they were close was something she had never experienced and can never be replicated. As she kissed his shoulder, she made a trail of kisses up to his ear where she tugged on his lobe softly with her lips before returning back to his lips and proceeding to kiss him with fire and passion. With every kiss and every second they spent kissing, she felt herself being more drawn to him, falling for him more. All she wanted to do now was kiss him, as if the opportunity will never come back up again.

Brody parted his lips for her when he felt her tongue tap against his lips. He felt another wave of fire run through his veins as his tongue mingled with hers. What was she doing to him? He felt what control he had over himself slipping away as they continued to kiss each other. Her fingers digging into his hair nearly made him loose control, but luckily it didn't. In his mind he was putting boundaries, preparing himself in case it was time to stop but soon he was forgetting about it. And he did as soon as Amelia parted her lips from his and began to kiss him down his neck.

His grip on her hips tightened as he let out a sigh of pleasure. Her lips against his skin like that was driving him wild. When she kissed back up his neck and to his ear lobe he nearly froze as he felt the fire coursing into his veins pool in his lower stomach. His eyes widened but before he could even begin to think logically Amelia's lips were back on his. They needed to stop but he found himself not being able to. He sucked on her bottom lip before using his tongue to part her lips by force. His tongue pressed against hers forcefully as he held Amelia to him while he rolled over and laid her on her back while he pinned her down underneath him.

The position made him more needy while in the back of his mind his sense was telling him to stop. Brody stopped kissing her to kiss down her jaw and then down her neck. As he went to press down against her hips once more he felt a wave a pleasure over take him and then he realized that he did need to stop, now. Brody pulled himself away from Amelia as his cheeks flushed darker red at his realization of what exactly was happening to him. "We need to stop." He said suddenly as he tried to regain control. His voice was breathy as he spoke. If they didn't stop, it would be trouble.

Everything felt like it was moving so fast for Amelia. Soon enough, she was below him, being pinned and kissing him more hungrier than ever. When his hips pressed down on hers, every part of her body was on fire and she was completely under his control. As soon as that feeling came, it came to a quick stop. When he pulled away, she looked up at him with confusion and big, pleading eyes. She sighed and looked down, coming back down from the intense heat she felt seconds ago. After that, she quickly realized what could have happened if Brody didnt pull away. "You're right." She let her breath to back to normal again. Had they gone farther, they would have gone completely against what they had talked about moments ago. She smiled back up at him when her face turned to her normal complexion as she pulled him gently off of her so that she could lay on his torso. In the end, she knew he was right, no matter how much she wanted to continue. In the end, it would have lead to a worse outcome for the near future.

After minutes of laying there so that they could both find composure again, she looked up at Brody again. "Do you want to go ride again?" She asked. Maybe we could go swimming again, or go up to that big hill with the view. "Or we could always stay here and relax for a while."

Relief washed over the boy when she agreed with him. He supposed that it was fine doing just that for right now as long as they were careful. Because if they weren't then they were in trouble. He got off of her for her when she went to pull him off. He really just wanted to walk out of the room so he could gain some - all- of his composure back before laying with her but she ended up laying on his torso. Which of course was fine too but it made it slightly more difficult to calm down, but eventually he did.

His heart rate returned to normal and so did his body, although he still wanted her. He looked down at her when she spoke to find that she was looking back up at him. They could go ride again, it sounded nice. He still did need the practice for it anyway. Brody ran his fingers through the girls hair then began to sit up. "How about we go riding." He suggested, "And we can bring some lunch up to that hill and eat there?" He asked her.

It sounded like a good idea to him. Plus if he recalled right he thought Amelia had said something about eating lunch up there at some point in time. It would be a nice way to forget about the dinner and everything tomorrow too.

((sorry for the late (and short) reply >.<))

Amelia looked up at Brody and nodded at the idea of riding. She got up with him and they both began to make their way into the kitchen. The servants had already begun making lunch, and looked up when they spotted the couple.

"We will be packing lunch and eating it outside, if that is alright." Amelia told the servants. They all nodded and began packing it for them. Moments later, the servants handed them a basket with their lunch. Amelia took it and bowed them a thank you. The couple exited the kitchen into the outside and on their way to the stables. Once inside, Amelia noticed that Stars' head had poked out from the stall and began nuzzling Grey's muzzle. She giggled at the sight of it, put the basket down and went to Stars. Odd how the animals are mimicking our relationship. She opened the stall, got the tack and began equipping her horse with the necessary riding clothing. Once the horse's bridle was on, she lead her out of the stall and to the outside. She clicked for her to stay as she grabbed the basket to hang on the side of her saddle. She climbed up onto the animal, tightened everything she needed and began leading the horse around in circles waiting for her husband.



((Its fineee you're allowed to be busy xD))

It seemed they'd made it just in time for lunch. Brody considered that a lucky break, although it was still surprising to him how the day seemed to be flying by so fast. Although that was natural considering days usually went by fast when certain events came up. His mind wandered off to tomorrows upcoming dinner where they would see their parents. Brody's eyes fell on Amelia, there was no way he was going to let her mother find out or let her mother hurt her in anyway. He knew he'd at least have his father backing him up if anything went wrong.

Plus he knew Amelia's father would have at least something to say about it too. There's no way a man could give in to such a thing anyway. Well, of course unless it was to keep the matters private from the people. He pushed the thoughts aside then went over to Grey's stall. It was odd to see Stars' nuzzling Grey's muzzle. The horse had snorted and nuzzled her's back before Amelia took Stars out to get her ready. Brody eyed Grey before taking him out and smiling lightly at the horse's actions earlier.

In no time Grey was ready but for some reason he was being awfully playful today. And a little stubborn. "Grey." Brody said in a warning tone that made Grey snort before going still as Brody got on him. Apparently Grey was sensing Brody's off mood or else he wouldn't have been acting up. When he was ready Brody joined Amelia and rode along side her as they went to their quiet hill.

Surprisingly Grey had already knew the way and Brody didn't have to guide him. It seemed the horses' memory was still good as ever. This Brody took pride in as they made their way to the hill. When they were there Brody got off of Grey and tied him to one of the trees near by. The horse snorted then nipped at Brody. The boy eyed his horse warily before shaking his head and picking out a spot for them to sit. "Is this spot alright?" He asked Amelia.

((Heheh, alright :D ))

Amelia's horse began following Gray as they made their way to their hill. Stars still had some trouble going through the rocky terrain, but she wasnt as slow as previously. They made it to their hill in shorter time before, even if they werent racing. Once there, the couple climbed off their horses and Amelia noticed that Gray was acting odd at Brody, nipping and snorting at him. She tilted her head and looked at Brody. She nodded happily and joined him.

His spot was a couple of yards away from the edge and had soft green grass to sit on. Amelia sat down next to him, basket in hand and began placing its contents out infront of them. It was a series of assorted sandwiches of different flavors along with a couple of bottles of water. She began eating hungrilly, taking short breaks to drink some water. Her eyes then begin to fall on the view from their space. Our place. The thought of that made her smile. She planned on coming here herself occasionally due to its location, but it being theirs now made it wonderful.

After she had finished her fill, she stretched her back and let herself lay her back down on the grass, letting out a soft sigh. Her eyes looked up at Brody. "I like this. A lot." She stated softly, even if he didnt care. Her eyes then went to look up at the trees, bustling with different forest creatures. She put her arms behind her head and let her eyes drink in the scenery.

"If...we were to travel," She broke the silence, "Where would you want to go? I want to go to Greece, or England, or France maybe." She nearly drifted off into a land of day dreams, thinking of how much fun they would have at the different places.

Although Brody wasn't too big of a fan of sandwiches due to the fact he ate a lot of them as a child whenever he got hungry, he found that the sandwich were actually good. He ate them like he hadn't eaten in days. Maybe it was because of last nights and that morning's events was why he was eating the way he was. He finished by drinking down the rest of his water as he looked over the view that looked like it could fit perfectly into a picture.

Brody remained sitting up as Amelia spoke. He looked over in her direction. He was glad she was happy. He didn't want things to go back to the way they were before. It would be dangerous and he didn't want to act. He'd forgotten to answer her and was brought out of his thoughts when she spoke again. Where would he want to go if they were to travel? He looked over the land in front of him as he thought over her question. "Scotland." He answered suddenly. His mother's family was from Scotland, and from the stories he'd heard he knew it was utterly beautiful.

"Although England and France sounds tempting." He answered not totally preferring Greece. Even though Greece was beautiful he wasn't really a fan. Why he didn't know. It was probably because he'd read so many books about Greece that he'd frown annoyed with the country.

Amelia smiled at Brody's answer and looked out on the view again. Scotland. She thought, Maybe we can visit them all during a week or something. Go to France, then to England, then Scotland... She planned it all in her head and realized they simply couldn't visit the countries in only a week, unless they didnt want to sight-see. They would probably have to visit the other royal families anyway there, not to mention other countries. It would probably all take several months, all away from their new home that she had just began getting used to. She looked back at Brody again, who also was looking out on the view, muddled in his thoughts. He looked so at peace with everything; if there were any problems he might have been facing, Amelia couldn't tell. Then again she couldn't tell what he was feeling by his facial expression anyway, except for when he showed her his radiant, perfect smile. His smile...his kindess...everything about him...

She began to feel butterflies in her stomach again, which felt odd. She knew that she liked him and that he felt the same way, so why did she still get feelings for him when she glanced at him. Could I...really be falling in...falling for-

Her thoughts were cut off when the trees above them began to rustle. Her heart jumped in her chest, only realizing after that a bird had taken flight. An eagle cried as it flew away from its tree and out into their picturesque view. "I didnt know they lived here..." She thought aloud. Out of her thoughts, she looked around and settled her eyes on the horses. They snorted and bumped their noses at each other, as if having their own little conversation like Brody and Amelia were.

Shortly after she felt a knot clench her stomach. She groaned softly and grabbed at her stomach, bent over from the sudden pain. The pain persisted for a while and Amelia began panicking, wondering what was going on, until she had realized. Well, shit. Of all the time it could have happened... Nonchalantly, she reached a hand behind her so it was hidden from Brody's view and quickly checked for any stains on her pants. There was a slight dampness, but wasn't noticeable since it was in between her legs but eventually would be if she didnt get to the house soon.

"Uh, we uh, need to go to the house. Right now." Hopefully Brody wouldn't ask to explain so she got up, began packing the lunch things and quickly packing it on her horse, stopping shortly after to wait for Brody.


((Boom plot twist! She's on her period and such so get ready for hormone explosion xD))

Brody looked up when he'd heard the trees rustled. His eyes remained on the eagle as it flew out of the trees. He'd seen one many times so he wasn't surprised to see the one he was staring at now. "Yeah, they're some around here." He said to Amelia. It was surprising that she'd not seen them around. He looked back at the view, not noticing the condition she was in until she suddenly said that they needed to go back to the house. He looked over at her confused, and concerned. She seemed to be in such a hurry. Was she sick. "Of course." He said as she got everything packed up.

"Are you alright?" He asked her as he loosened their horses reins. Whatever it was he was going to do what she asked. Brody was caring whenever he needed to be, and with Amelia he felt like he was going to be over caring with her. Almost like he was with his mother before she'd died. He got on his horse and prepared himself to follow Amelia back. Grey was calmer now it seemed and the ride back was smoother than it had been before. Brody's eyes never left Amelia until they reached the house. He got off the horse and handed them to the stable boy. "Just go on to the house, I'll take the basket and things in." He said as he went in the horse stable with the servant who was taking back their horses. He took the basket off of her horse and began to head back to the house as well.

((Hahhahah, ohhhhh man here we go. When I saw this I was like ohh hell!! hahahah. I hope this post is okay. Sorry it's taking so long school, and friends are keeping me away :) I start back school this monday. ))