END of date

I walked in the direction I had just pointed leaving Aaron almost panting from my actions.

He seemed out of breath as he wondered how a woman could be so bewitching without even straining. Damn it was really hot there yet the weather was rather cool since it rained the day before and so it shouldn't have been so hot.

He felt like an incandescence of passion was burning his chest and he ended up swallowing a large quantity of saliva to calm, he hoped, the feeling of heat in his chest.

" You come ?" Mylène's voice brought him back to reality as he looked up at her soft, smiling face. He sighed wondering if he would be able to control himself before jumping up from his position to join her.

He ran to her clutching her tiny hand in his, holding it like a baby deprived of her mother's breast for too long. He had the impression of having been deprived of it for too long and therefore he inevitably needed it; contact with Mylène had become like a drug for him.

He grabbed that delicate hand and began to move towards the actual scent of flowers that was now caressing his nostrils.

Indeed, after a few more steps, they arrived in front of a huge field of blueberries whose extent was as far as the eye could see giving a breathtaking aspect...it was very beautiful and captivating.

Aaron isn't the kind of person to rave about simple things like flowers or all that crap like the beauty of a landscape. But since the moment he decided to woo Mylène Von Hosten, he finds himself contemplating nature more than necessary. Like this place for example, it was after much research on places that would have a romantic charm, that he had finally found it and had even bit his nails imagining that it might not be able to please Mylène. But his joy was great when she seemed conquered and now that he is in front of this marvel of floral coverage, he wonders why he had never been interested in flowers.

Ah yes, he had never had to woo a woman and flowers were ordinary decorative objects for him. But Mylène likes flowers so he will be interested in them; especially since flowers seem to have meanings that captivate Mylène. He wants to have things in common with her so he will do his best.

For my part, I walked into the field of flowers, soon finding myself right in it. I rested my hands on the surface of the flowers, the breeze blowing my hair in time with the flowers as certain petals flew in the wind and swirled in front of my face.

Aaron wished he had a painter on hand to capture this angelic image, but that was okay. He will have his whole life making hundreds of portraits of Mylène in his palace once she becomes his wife. In addition, when he was younger, he had the chance to take drawing lessons, so even if his touch is not professional, he will take care of making portraits of Mylène himself. He wouldn't want a man to salivate in front of his wife.

So he stayed there, gazing at her and getting drunk on her image. However, he has engraved each of Mylene's facial features in his mind so that once he returns to his castle, he will bring a painter and he will have to make a portrait of Mylene based on his descriptions. Once done, he will hang this portrait in the largest and most visible part of his castle so that all can admire the beauty of the woman he loves.

He walked towards Mylène and picked a flower bringing it to her hair while stroking her face with the other hand.

"They are beautiful aren't they?" I spoke while enjoying the blueberries, especially after the coolness that caressed their petals.

"Mylene...." Aaron called my name almost pleadingly as he covered most of my figure with his body leaving only his torso in front of my face. Of course, to be honest, I found his torso exquisite to ogle, he must have practiced a lot to have such a perfect body. I lifted my face, however, turning away from that beautiful sight before finding Aaron peony red, his eyes almost pleading as his mouth twisted.

" Yes?" I answered in all innocence, making Aaron's jaw clench.

He bowed slightly, bringing his face closer to mine as I could now read his mind. He was already establishing a closeness that bothered me. So keeping my composure, I waited to see his next move.

"I would like to know...if...if you can accompany me to the capital once my mission here is complete..."

He spoke his fresh breath, almost brushing my lips as I clenched my fingers on my dress.

"Accompany you? I don't think I quite understand...." I tried to drag out the moment to think of a way out of this delicate situation.

"I mean…" Aaron wanted to speak but hurried footsteps came from behind us and soon a knight's voice was heard. The latter seemed to be hastened by something as I sighed in relief.

"Your Highness, we have received a missive from the king. He wants an immediate response. He has therefore sent a messenger bird...."

The man spoke in an almost breathless milking as I frowned. A messenger bird? What was that? Was it like a carrier pigeon? But if the message arrived so quickly it is because the principle is more elaborate. I must not forget that I am in a fantasy world.

I looked up to find Aaron who had a tight face. I imagine how grumpy he must be if I think about the fact that he wanted to kiss me. I felt my heart go cold before calming down. More likely than not, I looked down at Aaron's hands seeing how he clenched his fists so hard his knuckles changed color.

He turned and glared almost deadly at the knight who had come to deliver the message which made the latter flinch.

I shook my head finding that he overreacted before huffing and gently grabbing Aaron's hand to calm him down. I slid my other hand slowly from his forearm into his hand lightly clasping our fingers together before speaking to him.

"There is no need to get upset, go ahead. I had an exceptional time in your company, I hope we will organize the same soon."

Aaron immediately calmed down before looking at me with a defeated face. He looked like he wanted to cry and that amused me a bit. I imagine that he had already prepared this day as a perfect date with me and this throughout the day. We would have talked and walked hand in hand like a couple in love, but this missive had to go already.

"I...I'll come back tomorrow morning if you allow me..."

He spoke quickly while I just nodded in agreement.

"It will always be my pleasure to see you, Aaron."

I caressed his cheek, smiling tenderly before bidding him farewell.

"I'll go then…"

"But I can go with you and…"

Aaron wanted to kick back but I decided to cut short his request, which I thought was far-fetched at the moment.

"It's not necessary, don't bother, I'll be fine. Besides, you have better things to do for now...I think one of your knights could escort me to town. and I'll take a car to the mansion."

Aaron frowned at this program which did not seem to pass and he was quick to protest.

"But still...I promised your father...and why in town? He could drop you off at your home."

Aaron didn't want to imagine that Mylène was left alone on the streets of the city, especially when he thinks about the fact that she is an easy target for all the perverts who roam these streets.

"Dad will understand…plus I have some business to take care of in town then I'll be right back. Come on, I'm not going to take any more of your time now…see you tomorrow?"

I spoke giving him no more room to complain as he answered deep in his throat

" Yes...."

I nodded before walking past him and heading to where the car had been parked.

Aaron stood there for a while, frustrated and pissed off, before turning to see Mylène's back.

"Shit, I think I'm already falling in love with her…"

He followed her and ordered a knight to go and leave her in town, adding that he had no right to take another look at her.

And so that's how our date ended and I found myself sewing alone in the car, my face cold.

Shit, I almost got kissed. I had to be more careful in the future, I can provoke but not get carried away...it would have been complicated if no one had come to interrupt us.

If I had refused to kiss him, I'm sure that haughty and pretentious as he is, he would have taken it very badly and my whole plan would have fallen through... I had to make an effort not to find myself in this kind of complex situation again.

I lowered the car windows slightly to observe the city putting my hand under my chin. I looked at the noisy and effervescent city, the crowded and lively streets, the people in their activities, and the stalls and kiosks of customs. Everything that makes the beauty and the particularity of the great merchant cities. It was a pretty special show, I had to admit.

I was in full contemplation when I frowned, having recognized a silhouette. Maybe I was wrong but it was far too strange to be a coincidence. There was under a cape with a hat, a girl with the same build and the same gestures as Gabrielle and her way of looking everywhere as if she was hiding something challenged me.

I couldn't be wrong, it was Gabrielle, I'll bet my hand on it.

So what was she doing in such a place, she who prides herself so much on the nobility of her rank? Also with such a suspicious look?

All this was far too intriguing not to arouse my curiosity.