The Engagement

“It's been a blast here. No work to do, no annoying Rick and there’s actually good food here! Thank you Lord for this blessing in disguise!” he chilled as Diana pet Rava to sleep,

“And you said it was going to be horrible.” she smirked at him,

“I thought it was but I can actually get used to this,” he rubbed the tip of his nose with an ornery smirk and laughed, “and now I know why you like it so much here.”

“what gave it away?” she joked and gently moved away from her sister, careful enough not to wake her up.

She strolled over to the tree which he rested underneath and took her place beside him,

“So when are we leaving?” he wrapped his arm around her,

“I thought you said you liked it here."

“but that doesn’t mean I want to stay here forever.” she gave him an eye roll,

“okay. We’re leaving tomorrow."

“yes!” he cheered. The forest wasn’t bad but he’d missed his castle. And his bed.

His mind wandered on, the engagement would be a few days from now. He so wanted to see the look on Keven’s face when he loses the bet, it would be hilarious.

His gaze turned to her figure which was rested on his, he gently stroked her hair, a smile forming on his lips. For some reason he didn’t know, he knew he would get married to her eventually whatever happens. It was like a silent whisper, it told him that she would be wedded to him and him only. Not Eleanor.

Night fell quite fast and the lovely couple were enjoying themselves in their enchanted lake. They both kicked the water with their feet as they sat on the ledge,

“so last night here?” he slid his hand on top of hers. She turned to him,

“yeah.” she smiled shyly. He inched closer to her,

“and we’ll back to the palace with," he sighed, “Eleanor!" his tone weary and his morale down. She giggled,

“sucks to be us.” he laughed at her comment, “when will she leave?”

“I don’t know. But it’ll be soon.” he avoided her gaze. He was lying, he hadn’t even told her he was canceling the engagement, he just wanted to date Diana at all costs and if she were to find out, he’s cooked.

His throat became dry and his conscience haunted him. If he told Eleanor she would be upset and heartbroken. But if he told Diana the truth, he would be six feet under. He was in a pickle. And he couldn’t pick both. Or could he? No he couldn’t, that would be wrong. He sighed,

“what’s wrong?” she asked concerned. He looked like he was about to fight war,

“it’s nothing. I’m just tired.” he stood up and left without another word. Her conscience became troubled, why the sudden change of emotion? It didn’t make any sense. What could be wrong with him now?

“Feels so good to be back!!!!” he fell to his bed with a satisfied smile. He opened his eyes, images of their wedding day flashing in his mind.

He sighs lovingly, “we’re almost there.” he closes them back and sinks to his imagination.

Arianna was busy preparing a treat for him, something sweet that wasn’t her. She tapped her foot lightly to the imaginary music playing,

“where did you take Rob to?” the question shot out from a dreaded mouth. She whipped around to see,

“oh, we went to a summit Princess Eleanor.” she gave her best smile to the evil corn dog that stood at the door of the kitchen.

“and give me reason why I should believe what you’re saying.” she folded her arms across her chest,

“believe it or not, we were together and that’s what matters.” she went back to making that dessert for him, and she gave a scowl,

“stay away from him Arianna!" she warned. Her helplessness made her laugh,

“and what will you do?” her facial expression changed to a serious one, her ability to scare the scariest of people.

“I’ll eliminate you.” she fought back. Arianna gave an eye roll and continued with what she was doing,

“you have the first strike,” she responded dryly. Eleanor left the kitchen annoyed but also determined to get rid of her enemy.

Arianna had mortified her so much she couldn’t take it anymore. Who does she think she is? She isn’t queen and she shouldn’t act like one. How dare she undermine her! she would take revenge, she would make sure Arianna dies a slow and painful death.

It was the day of the engagement and preparations were in full swing. Rob was as busy as ever, handling things but he wasn’t alone. Diana was also there to help him, she wasn’t his maid for nothing.

He smiled to himself and sat on his throne for a little break while she took care of the rest,

“So grateful to have a woman like her.” he said to himself. Diana was so helpful but Eleanor never did anything. She just enjoyed it when he bought expensive clothing and jewelry for her, never even asked if he was doing alright.

They barely even talked nowadays since she concluded that he was always busy, she never made his work easier so they could spend more time together. All she did was eat, sleep and spend, and that seriously ticked him off.

She wasn’t like Diana, even when Arianna pretended to be Diana, she was still Arianna but a lot stricter and scarier. She never really changed, but he still didn’t know why she put on the impression. Like she was afraid of something happening and hence decided to change her identity. Even if she was afraid, was it so bad that she couldn’t tell him?

He sighed, his life had been more or less upside down and he didn’t know what to do. On one hand, he had a spoilt princess that barely cared about him and on the other hand, a loving girl who’s pretending to be somebody else and tried to kill him once.

He buried his head in his hands, he was so confused right now, he lifted his head again and saw a hand offering him a glass of water.

He smiled and took the glass,

“very thoughtful of you.” he took a sip,

“I’m not your maid for nothing." Diana smiled back at him, “everything’s almost ready. And the tailor is here with the dresses. They’re amazing by the way.” she laughed at her words. He smiled at her innocence,

“I want to see them too.” they went to where the dressmaker was. He gave her the signal and she winked back and left the two alone.

They went through the dresses together but as she saw each dress, they looked rather small. Too small for her, her expression saddened,

“where’s my dress?” her face like that of a five-year-old that lost her mommy, “these are quite small.” she dropped the one she was holding,

“oh yeah, that reminds me,” he stood up and opened a wardrobe and brought a beautiful dress that shimmered like gold. Its colors, red, silver and blue and it was absolutely stunning. He held it in front of him,

“here it is.” he walked up to her as her mouth hung in the air in astonishment,

“it’s beautiful.” the words soft. She felt like those happy girls getting married in fairytales.

“Yeah, I saw it and I thought you’d look really good in it.” he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and blushed slightly.

“that’s so sweet of you. And you had it specially made for me?” she marveled at the dress as he nodded shyly. She hugs him and he feels like a schoolboy who just found love. He coughed out a little,

“they’re also matching jewelry and shoes. It’s in the wardrobe.” he tried acting all cool and reserved but she could see right through him,

“you’re the cutest.” he blushed brightly. Why on earth was he acting like this? Because a girl paid him a compliment. Totally worth it.

The stars glittered high above the sky, Arianna stayed outside to catch the view. She looked down at her lovely dress, she looked just like a princess. Not Eleanor.

She flipped her hair to one side and ran her fingers through it, she felt so confident like she could do anything, she could feel her lady persona come up, she was the queen of England.

She laughed at her childish thoughts and marveled at herself in the dress, gazing at her behind. It looked quite big for some odd reason, bigger than normal.

She sighed, she always wanted a small butt but instead she got a big, fat, bouncy ass that for some reason drove Rob mad. Guess he just liked butts.

Rava comes along running to meet her sister. She nuzzles her head round her leg and circles her,

“Hey hold on a sec,” she adjusts the fluffy bow Rob was so kind to give her, didn’t want her feeling left out so he got her a nice, red, fluffy bow. It was so nice of him to do something like that, “there we go! The prettiest tiger in the jungle. No one can beat your beauty!”

Rava growled at her comments, then went back inside to go scare Keven. Anytime she strolled in, he would cling to Meghan like a magnet clinging to a metal bar. He was afraid of anything with sharp teeth, and Rava had lots of them.

It freaked him when he realized that Rob was cool with that thing in his palace, he played with it like it was just a kitten. But to Keven, it was a man-eating beast ready to devour anyone if not treated nicely.

Arianna felt a rush of cool breeze hit her face, she smiles in retaliation and moves her hair out of her face,

“aren’t you enjoying yourself?” a voice echoed. She whipped back and saw the butthole, “you’re all dressed up fine and fair. He’s really treating you well.”