Chapter 8

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I got out of the carriage with the help of Charles. my mother and father and siblings were waiting on me along with some of the guards and Noah, the leader of all of the warriors he took over after his father.

He smiled at me and i smiled back.

"Katherine!" My mother said greeting me with a hug.

My father shook Charles hand and my sister greer walked me into the castle while Charles and my father talked.

"Where's Denim?" I asked.

"Probably on some poor girl." Greer said. I laughed.

Noah bowed and took my hand he kissed it. I smiled.

"Noah."

"Princess, Welcome back." I smiled and walked away.

"You know his father passed away right after you left." Greer said.

"What! That's terrible." I said.

My father gave Charles and I our room he had his own, he went to his and i went to mine.

I looked around and saw everything was the same.

The servants put my bags in my room soon after i got a knock I answered it and it was Noah.

I smiled and hugged him.

He stepped in and closed the door after him.

He kissed me.

"God."

Kiss

"I've"

Kiss

"Missed."

Kiss

"You."

Kiss.

"And i you" he smiled and twirled me around.

"Is he treating you right." I shrugged.

"He treats me like how kings treat queens." I said.

"I can knock him on his ass if you want me to." I laughed.

"I heard about your father Noah I'm so sorry." I said.

"Yeah."

"I know how much you loved him." We just stared at each other.

"I wish i could marry you. And we'd run off and have a big family." He smiled.

"The girls can have your beautiful red hair and smile." He said.

"And the boys could have your perfect fighting skills." I said.

Someone knocked at the door i gave Noah a panicked looked.

"Relax baby I'm gonna be in the bathroom." I nodded and waited for him to go to the bathroom and opened the door.

"Uh King Charles. What are you?- what's wrong?" He sighed looking down at the blood oozing on his clothes.

"You opened your wound." I said. He nodded.

"You don't want a practitioner to do it." He laughed.

"No, you do it better." I sighed and nodded.

"Okay come on in and sit on the bed." I said letting him in. He looked around making me nervous that he'd find Noah in there. As long as he doesn't go to the bathroom.

He sat down and i pulled out the materials to stitch him. I peeled off his shirt revealing his wound.

"You never told me how you learned how to do this." I shrugged.

"I guess i just learned." He shook his head.

"I don't believe that Katherine. You're a mystery. I'll give that to you."

"How did you open your wound?" I asked.

"I guess I just did." He mimicked. I rolled my eyes and he smiled.

I can't believe we're having a normal conversation and we haven't argued yet or he hasn't said anything to intimidate me.

"I hate the way we ended thing in the carriage, maybe after supper we can go for a walk." I nodded.

"Sure." I said.

"All patched up." He nodded. He stood up walking to the door.

"Okay and-" i closed the door, Noah came out of the bathroom.

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We were all sitting down for dinner including Noah.

Every once in a while we would share a few stares at each other or i would smile uncontrollably when he would talk.

"So are you two expecting?" My mom asked happily knocking me out of my noah trance.

He looked at bit distraught when my mother mentioned it.

"No mother." I said.

"Charles told me that you two got attacked on your way to town?" My father asked.

I was silent i looked at Noah.

"Well don't all speak at once." My father said.

"Yes father" I said.

"But Your Alright right " My mother asked back.

"We are due to Katherine's amazing sword skills." My father stopped chewing his food and looked at me. He put his fork down.

"Is that so?" He said.

Everyone at the table at the table looked at me with sad eyes because they knew what was coming.

"Yes it was amazing." Charles said.

"A lady's not suppose to fight." My father said.

"But fath-"

"End of discussion." I closed my mouth.

"So Denim. How has everything been?" Charles said changing the subject to which i was grateful for.

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