17 Chapter Fifteen

Have you ever been advised that you know it is the right thing to do but you don't know if you can, or how you can?

I am a bit lost.

Dana left me out here and I don't know where to begin.

How do you make feelings mutual? How do you go from feeling things for a person to feeling nothing? This is someone I have known for more than half of my life. Am I stupid to find it hard to let go of someone who doesn't want me? He is a good wolfman though.

After all, he did save me. He has always been there for me. Well, he has always been around the castle for as long as I can remember.

Come to think of it he has never done anything special for me, neither does he have fun with me and follow me on my adventures, in fact, he always sided with Felicity and nag at me to grow up or not be wild and free like my heart wants to.

What if Dana is wrong about making feelings mutual because what if you don't have feelings for them, but they do for you, does that mean you have to force yourself to make the feelings mutual and have feelings?

Doesn't the heart choose who it wants?

All of a sudden things just got a bit harder for me. Is this what it means to grow up? Now I truly wish I were a child again. This growing up thing is hard.

I went from being teased daily about my feelings to finding out that I love him, am I not a bit too young for love?

I'm only fifteen years of age, and I am here sulking and talking about loving a wolfman who is making love to another being, a wolfman who obviously doesn't love me, I've been a fool.

What if he cares about me?

Oh yes, that's true he said blatantly clear that he doesn't care about me. So does that mean he saved me because he was asked? Would he have saved me if my family didn't ask him to?

I don't even know why I am still here hoping he would care for me, I mean look at me, I have no breast at all! I'm so flat-chested I might as well be a wolfman.

It would have been better if I had some curves but no I have no buttocks. Is this how I will remain for the rest of my life?

Can I blame him? Aoife is gorgeous with full round breasts, slim waists and big buttocks, even I would love her even though she has a horrible attitude.

Maybe love isn't meant for me. Would I live alone–

"Miss?" I look up to see the fairy who came to tell Dana her brother requested her presence.

"Huh? Miss? My name is Aadya, not Miss please." He does nothing but blink at me.

How did he appear in front of me without me noticing? Is that how lost in thought I was?

"Miss is a sort of entitlement given to a lady or young woman in your case wolfgirl?" Oh if that's what it means then I believe it is alright by me. But I am no longer a wolfgirl, I am fifteen years of age.

"I am a wolfwoman, not wolfgirl." His left brow lifts and nothing else gives away a thought in his mind as an expression on his face.

How can one be so unresponsive?

"Noted. I came to inform you that King Ambrose and Princess Dana has requested your presence in the throne room."

The king is requesting my presence? Isn't that Dana's brother? If he is king then what happened to their father and mother?

"Oh alright, where am I to meet them?"

"Please follow me." He turns around and begins to walk away from me towards the entrance or in this case the exit.

I quickly stand up from the bench and follow after him, trying to keep up with his long strides.

He is very tall so it is really hard to keep up, he would be above 6'2ft, his black hair is neatly tied in a bun on top his head, I wonder what he rubbed on his hair that makes it look this smooth.

His shoulders are broad and his back is wide, he may be lean, but he definitely has some muscle on him.

My eyes trail down his back to his waist, his shirt is tucked into the trouser clothing.

The trouser fits and looks to cling to him, however, it doesn't look tight, my eyes go lower as I watch the way his buttocks move as he walks.

This site is very unfamiliar to me considering the fact that our wolfmen do not wear clothing like this but instead tie clothes around their waists, so we can not see the shape of their buttocks.

The wolfwomen as well wear such clothing. I can not help myself, his buttocks look very interesting, is this what everyone's buttocks look when they walk? Or is it just him?

"We are here. Please do take a bow when you step in, it is critical and part of our tradition. In fact, it would be of a great insult if you were to do otherwise."

He stands in front of a wooden door he reaches to open the white door with the golden doorknob but stops turns around to look at me. Did he notice me staring at his buttocks? Is it rude?

"One more thing do not speak to the king unless spoken to after all you are nothing but a commoner and shouldn't be granted the opportunity to meet our king." Okay... I don't like him, he is rude, couldn't he tell me less condescendingly.

No one has ever spoken to me with such disrespect in my life, my mouth open to put him in his place which is beneath me but I stop myself, I shouldn't, somehow my instincts tell me that it would not be wise to disclose my title to anyone. I would also have to tell Dion.

I don't know why but Grandmother says to always listen to your instinct.

How can I even face him after what I saw and heard? After he completely shattered me? How am I even able to stand here and not think of the pain he caused me?

I breathe in then out as the door opens I brace myself for whatever it is that would be discussed.

Oh good god Boreas please guide my tongue and the words I speak in this strange land, any wrong thing said to the king could land me in deep trouble, I am unaware of their customs and way of life.

It is my fault for not attending my lessons with the elders instead I ran off with Arcotos on most days, and I am sorry but please help me, thank you.

"Your Royal Highnesses King Ambrose and Princess Dana I present to you the wolfgirl who is a commoner from her land, Aadya." Well, I really feel insulted because I corrected him about being a wolfwoman and not a wolfgirl, it is like he is purposely calling me a wolfchild, however, I don't have the time to dwell on it as my eyes land on the most handsome being I've ever seen all my life.

His eyes are so beautiful, blue like the sky on a clear day after snow had fallen, they are framed by thick dark lashes and above them are these two perfectly shaped thick long dark eyebrows.

My eyes wander lower to his straight slightly pointed nose that has freckles dusted on them as well as under his eyes on his cheeks.

His jaw is well-structured and defined with dark hairs dusted on it forming a nice looking beard which surrounds his plump pink lips.

I can't stop myself from staring at him, his skin is not white like that of his sister's but somewhere between golden brown but lighter like milk was mixed with honey and used to coat his flesh forming his skin.

The hair on his head is not tied but let loose wild and free in its dark long glory, however it is held together by a golden crown made with roses.

"Aadya!" It's as though someone had to slap my face for me to be brought back to Mu.

More specifically, Dana.

"What happened? Did you just slap me?" She shrugs her shoulders, I don't need her to answer me because the sting I feel on my right cheek says it all.

"I had to, you were practically drooling over my brother and I just find it weird." What on Mu is weird?

These beings and their strange words, never-ending.

"What happened to me? Why was I so..."

"Smitten?"

"Huh? What is that now? Please do explain all these strange words to me, you are confusing me." I hear a deep laughter rumble from behind Dana and I couldn't stop myself from looking behind her.

One word, perfect.

He is absolutely perfect in every way.

He is wearing an unfamiliar looking white attire that has golden intricate designs moving at irregular curved patterns over the top part of his body.

His trouser is dark blue, they cover his long legs and his black clothing on his feet makes the attire look all the more regal.

There's no way on Mu that you could ever mistake him for something he is not, he looks like a king in every way.

"...so I decided to ask you myself, what will it be for you?" Did I miss something?

I smile like the fool I am as I ask, "Please uhm... Your Highne–" he raises his right hand to stop me, Dana did something similar before, maybe it's their way of cutting your sentence short, a tradition maybe.

"Please call me Ambrose, a friend of my sister is a friend of mine, especially one so beautiful as you." I'm sorry what? Beautiful?

I couldn't even stop myself as I begin to laugh, they both look at me like I am a strange creature, and they are trying to figure me out.

They both don't join me to laugh and that's when it hits me.

He isn't joking, is he? Really?! How?!

Is he blind? Are they both blind or something? Or is beautiful their way of calling you ugly in their kingdom?

Now look at me, I don't know about my face but look at my body, I have absolutely no curves whatsoever. I don't even think I will bloom at this rate.

"I don't understand? Does beautiful mean something else in your kingdom?" His thick brows crunch together and the right brow lifts and with no doubt, I know he is studying me.

"You are gorgeous Aadya. Don't you have mirrors where you are from?" I turn my attention to Dana.

"We do, it's just that where I'm from people like me are not considered beautiful." I don't feel good admitting it but it's the truth, maybe that's why Dion could never look at me. I might be a royal but not all royals are beautiful, I was not fortunate enough to be like the rest of my gorgeous family.

The same way in every family you have the ugliest one, I am that one. Even I know it and have accepted it a long time ago.

"Well, that is just wrong on so many levels. To me, you are gorgeous, when you return home remember a king finds you beautiful what more conviction do you need?" This is very unexpected, especially coming from a king. Maybe he is new to the kingship? I've never heard my uncle speak to anyone who is not family in such a manner, so why is he talking like we are friends? Maybe he is naturally a nice winter fairy.

"Uhm I don't know what to say?" He smiles and I suck in a breath and hold it in because his beauty doubled with just a smile and I thought hearing him laugh would be the nicest thing I'd witness today.

What is wrong with me?

"I'll take it that you were not listening the first time." I swallow my saliva as it feels as though it is just both of us in this room.

He looks so unbothered and regal and beautiful and handsome, I truly lack words to classify this winter fairy king.

"Dana wants you to stay with us for a while, and she said that you are quite hesitant to accept her request, and she makes mention of your desire to carry out a very important ritual for the sake of your traditions which she has vowed to assist you. As king, I insist you stay with us here in our home for a while. I also understand that you also desire to see your family?" He stays silent and I take it as my cue to answer.

"Yes, I really need to see my family." He looks as though he is deep in thought with his hand under his jaw carrying the weight of his head.

"Alright, we will help you locate your family, in the meantime, you are welcome to stay with us."

"But why? Why do you both want me here?" I am so confused, they don't even know me, and they are so eager to have a stranger in their home. Why?

Grandmother has always said beings generally do not like helping anyone except they love them, or they have a hidden agenda, or they would be receiving something greater in return.

Maybe I had been foolish to so eagerly accept the help of a stranger?

But Dion knew Aoife that's why I followed them. And they saved us from that hole. Maybe they are just kind.

"Because we want to do a good deed." A good deed?

Should I trust these winter fairies?