4 Chapter Four

Zenaya's POV

I look at my one bag full of clothes and glance around the room. I didn't come here with much at all really. I hear a knock on my door and Jack enters.

" Hey, the carriage is here for you." I nod and smile a little bit. " Okay I'll be right out." He walks in and gives my hand a squeeze. " We are gonna miss you Zenaya." I laugh. "Those girls never wanted anything to do with me. And you only have me here out of pity."

He frowns and leaves me be. I grab my bag and head out the room. I walk down the hallway and then open the door to go outside. I shiver as a blast of chilly air hits my shoulders. Winter was nearly here. The carriage is gorgeous, a ivory color with black horses pulling it. I walk down the steps and the driver steps down and opens the door for me. I blush cause no one has ever shown kindness to me, the driver was a baby blue color and had a polite tail wrapped around his leg slightly. " May I look at the horses first?" As a human I was not allowed to look a demon in the eyes unless they were okay with it. I was a lowly life form and had nothing to offer.

"Miss, you don't have to do that with me." I look up and smile gratefully at him. I set my bag down inside the carriage and walk around to the horses. I lay a hand on their noses and they snort and I giggle.

The driver hops back up into place and I take my seat in the carriage. I reach over and close the carriage door. As soon as the driver gets confirmation of the shut door, he slaps the reins and my new life begins, a life I have yet to understand.

Pyrian POV

My grandmother hands me a necklace. "Touch this." I grab a hold of the necklace and just sit there like a fool, magic was not my forte. Never would be probably. She chants under her breath and then opens her eyes.

We both peer at the necklace, it starts to turn all sorts of colors. She looks up at me disappointed.

"Sorry my love, it is too early to tell."

I nod. "It's fine abuéla." She pats my shoulder. I turn and head out after hugging her and telling her thank you.

She hugs me back and then I'm on my way. The General spots me and rushes over. "Your majesty who is in charge of patrol today?" I ponder. "You can decide but I want two of your best guards to be briefed about the file in the war room. Take them and have a look. If you have any questions please wait till tomorrow." He bows and heads off to start the day.

I'm sort of scared for Zenaya to come here. What if she hates me? What if she doesn't want me or any of that? I sigh and press a hand to my temple. My wings shake out in frustration.

My ears swivel to catch the sound of horses. I turn towards the noise and take a few steps. I touch the crown on my head and think of taking it off. But I can't live in fear of a human. I leave it perched on top of my head. My horns looking as dangerous as ever and my wings tucked back behind my back elegantly. I stride towards her carriage. My back straight, and priorities in check.

I watch her gape at the palace and she holds the one bag she brought. At first she doesn't see me, she turns to the driver. " I'm sorry sir but you must have the wrong place this is the royal palace." The driver, Owen, chuckles," I am not wrong Miss." she closes her mouth and turns to see me. " Pyrian!" She runs towards me but stops when she sees my crown. She hurriedly drops to the ground in a bow. " I-I had n-no idea.... I showed such disrespect." I step towards her and lift her clean off the ground. " Don't worry princess your not in trouble."

She blushes but doesn't look up at me. I grab her chin and look into her eyes. " As long as I am not angry, you may look into my eyes." She nods and let's out a breath. I pick her up and she squeaks.

I spread my wings and gently take off, she quickly buries her head into my chest for comfort. As soon as she places her hand on my chest I can feel something stir inside me and suddenly I just want her. I want her to be mine.

I land on my balcony and set her down gently. She doesn't let go of my hand. " Sorry, I don't really like heights apparently" I just squeeze her hand harder. She blushes. She is so cute. With everything she does I just want her to be mine. I mentally choke myself. What the hell Pyrian?! You don't need this right now, or ever.

I open the doors to her room and set her bag gently on the dresser and scoop her up. She squeals. I set her on the bed and place myself above her. She instantly turns red and shy. I nuzzle her neck, she smells so good. She puts her arms around my neck and hugs me and I grunt. It is becoming hard to control myself around her. I place a kiss on her neck and she arches her back into me. I grab the small of her back and press my body closer to hers. I just want to feel her. All of her. I hear a knock on the door.

Zenaya POV

I can feel my body against his when a knock is heard from the door. He gently sets me down and gets up. He opens the door and starts talking to the person outside. His voice is like honey, golden honey and is just so sexy. I cover my mouth at even thinking that. He shuts the door and walks back over to me. He holds out a hand for me to take," Come princess, my abuela wants to meet you."

I blush and take his hand. He helps me up and brings me into the closet that is the size of three of my old rooms. He points to the side with all the girls clothes. "That's all for you. Choose something nice to wear and I'll wait for you out here."

He turns but then before I know it I'm laying on the floor and he is on top of me" Or, I can help you undress first?" I blush. He leans down," You have to get dressed princess." I just hold him and shake a little from the adrenaline. It's the little bursts of confidence that he has that makes me weak, I don't expect it.

I nod into his shoulder. He gets up and so do I. I grab a dress from one of the racks and put it on. It will do. It was very gorgeous. But simple. I thought it suited me.

I walk out of the closet and he turns around and wraps his humongous arms around me in a tight hug." Come now princess, lets go meet my abuela." I nod and he kisses the top of my head.