First kiss

After getting on the carriage, the King looked at Roselyn with a thoughtful glance.

"I don't think it's the most romantic thing to be kissed for the first time in front of people to pretend to be in love." He said.

Roselyn shrugged, "seems like we have no choice."

"I don't like high society standards of life. Women should be allowed to kiss and have a sexual active life even before marriage." He shook his head, receiving a glance like if she didn't agree with his way of thinking.

"It's not a big deal. I just wanted to advise you in case you would assume I don't kiss well." She replied trying to hide her embarrassment.

He tried to stifle a chuckle, "It's not complicated, it's more natural than you think." He turned over to look through the window of the carriage after few minutes his eyes widened. "Stop here." He commanded a shy smile formed in his face.

The carriage was immediately stopped, she turned around to see him look at her in a interested way, like if he was going to ask something. He raised an eyebrow, Roselyn frowned as she was taken aback from his pleading look.

And the question that followed confirmed her concerns, "I can show you how to kiss." He said offering his hand and opening the door of the carriage.

"Unless you have someone else you would like to be your first kiss rather than me." He offered his hand to help her step out of the carriage.

Roselyn couldn't believe to her ears. She knew that they would have to kiss, before or later, but she thought it was going to be for some special occasion. His question caught her completely off guards.

"I thought you didn't want to do anything that could potentially make me ..."

He titled his eyes, trying not to roll his eyes, probably thinking that she was just trying to find an excuse not to kiss him. Which indeed, it was exactly her intention.

"I have kissed so many girls in my life. I guarantee you, a kiss won't make you fall in love with me." He said then he stepped out of the carriage, gazing at her from outside.

Roselyn took a long breath and stepped out taking his hand which was still stretched out.

She got out of the carriage and they stopped in the middle of a flowers field. She could spot so many different colors, she opened her mouth admiring the breathtaking view. It seemed like there was a colorful carpet, she took a long breath to smell all the profume. Her eyes blinked from the astonishment view.

"You're lucky, my first kiss was awkard. I am probably the first and best kiss you will ever give." Roselyn rolled her eyes at his humility but he smiled proudly.

"Ready?" He said wiping the hair off her face and then placing his hand under her ear, while he kept her hair away from her exposed cheek. She felt a thrill run down her neck, probably due to his cold touch or the minimal distace that separated their bodies.

He leaned closed and for a second the time stopped, she felt lost in a bubble of time and space. She closed her eyes and his lips met hers. The flutter only intensified when all her senses were invaded by the smell of his fragrance which mixed with the perfume of the surrounding flowers.

Roselyn's heart pounded in her chest at how soft he felt.

The delicate touch of her lips made his heart beat increase which destabilized him enough to stop their lips from connecting.

It was a soft short kiss, yet enough to leave her longing for more.

She opened her eyes and saw his eyes blaze through her.

"Thank you." She said. But when she heard what she just said her she felt silly. Thanking him? He didn't give her a gift for his birthday. How silly was she? She didn't know if she should cry or laugh for the words that escaped from her lips.

"You're welcome." He replied getting back inside the carriage.

"I didn't mean to thank you. I just didn't know what to say. I was embarrassed." Roselyn explained, breaking the awkard silence.

"You shall thank me instead. Doesn't happen everyday that a handsome King kisses you in the middle of a field of flowers. I don't blame your unconscious for being honest." He strutted, a pinch of michief and sarcasm in voice.

A giggle escaped from his lips, followed by a big smile. Roselyn chuckled. That was what she'd always wanted. A relationship like that, without the worry that one of the couple could possibly fall in love.

Maybe the 'thank you' that unintentionally slipped from her mouth was actually the product of her unconscious thanking him for allowing her to live the life she had always wanted. With someone by her side who would be guarantee her a good and fun time together. What could she ask more?