Twenty-Three: Natalie
Natalie’s P.O.V.
Their low talking could be heard as I rounded the corner, and I felt my stomach tie into a knot as Killian and Princess Charlotte stood waiting for me. I was late, and it was not welcomed based on Killian’s look of disappointment.
My nerves about meeting his sister somehow managed to surpass my anxiety about meeting the king himself. While I was terrified of him for his well-known history of murder and aggression, the stories of her made her all the more fearsome. When her brother took the throne, she took to mercenary work.
The stories of her slaying dragons, sirens, and banshees were known across the world. She was a warrior.
“Here she is now,” Killian said, but the way his eyes narrowed told me that I would be hearing about my late arrival later. “Natalie, this is my sister, Charlotte.”
The young woman turned to face me, and my jaw dropped at the stunning princess. Her hair was a light. brown that fell into perfectly styled ringlets. The bright green of her eyes made what portraits I had seen. of her mother seem dull.
“Please, call me Charlie.” She said as she extended her arm toward me. I moved forward, expecting a dainty shake suitable for a member of the royal family. Instead, I was met with a slightly calloused palm and a firm shake as if we were conducting a business transaction. “I’m really happy Killian found you! He needs someone to knock some sense into him every now and then.”
Oh, I wanted to knock some sense into him alright. But I would start with the long overdue fight we needed to have.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Your Highness,” I said, curtseying to the princess with respect. When I looked up, she was staring at me with her eyebrows together in confusion, and her eyes locked on my neck.
She hummed in response before looking to her brother with a raised eyebrow, but he shook his head and gestured toward the table.
“Ladies,” He said as he pulled out his sister’s seat before moving toward mine. I grabbed the back of my chair and dragged it away from the table before taking a seat, making sure to tuck it back in before he could get a single finger on it. He had never pulled my chair out for me before. Why put on a show for his sister?
The look of amusement Charlie sent me made me blush, but I held my head high as the servants came forward and placed the first course in front of us. It was not lost on me that the guards had been stationed outside the room for our privacy, and Charlie waited until the servants left before speaking.
“So Natalie, I hear you have been impressing the pack with your training. From what I’ve gathered you are a quick study.” Charlie said as she took a large and improper bite of her roll. “I would love to train with you. while I’m here.”
I reached for my glass of water and took a sip as I swallowed my bite before responding, placing my hands back in my lap. “Thank you, your highness. I have heard the stories of your adventures and would also love to know more about them.”
Killian continued to stare at me as if I were a side attraction at a circus, but I refused to look his way. He wanted me to act as if I were his mate, but he did not want me to actually fill the position.
“I have plenty to share. From what I understand, my team and I will have new stories before we leave here. Rumor has it that there has been an attack, and we have come to join the guard.” Her declaration of wanting to fight against the vampires made me feel relieved, but Killian’s head snapped over with anger.
Charlle raised her palm in his direction and cut him off before he could protest. “No need to argue with me, brother. We are more than capable of fighting off a few measly bloodsuckers”
Killian opened his *to speak but stopped short as his eyes turned black. I knew someone was contacting him through their pack link, and I rolled my eyes as I returned back to my food. That was one good thing about not shifting. I wouldn’t need to worry about people interrupting me constantly.
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