Bleeding Royalty Book One & Two (First Draft, unfinished)

Chapter 6: You're A Mean One, Mr. Prince

MuSiC vId Is PERFECT FOR THIS CHAPTAA/BOOK! Plus the house they are in look's ALOT like the Fane Mansion to me... :D

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I covered my face quickly, blushing furiously. I slowly walked back into the room. Everyone is glaring at me. Crap, now they are going to eat me.

Emilia is now sitting in the empty seat, her mouth gaped open at my faul language. “I’m so sorry!” I held my hands up to the man with the clipboard, and the room to the left to emphasis how sorry I was. Nothing.

“I’m really, really, really, Sorry?” I repeated again, and the whole room erupted in laughter. Still having my hands up, I put them down. "Is there something on my dress?” I pulled at my granny dress.

Some continued laughing, smiling at me, and I laughed with them. I sat back down and relaxed, smiling to my new friends. Funny how humor breaks the tension, and the hunger.

Right when I was getting comfortable, the short little man from before came running in, all red faced. “Get her out of here now!” He screamed pointing at me, "The human went into the room without the Princes permission!"

Emilia and Camilia jumped out of their seats, and grabbed my elbows, like they already knew what was going on. “Wait what! Where are you taking me?”

“The Prince is furious!” The little man screamed. Everyone rushed getting out of their seat and just left. They disappeared. Weren't we waiting for the Prince?

Camilia looked at her sister. “Go hide her I’ll distract him. Then you do the same.”

Emilia tightened her grip on my elbow. “This will only take a second.” She muttered.

The room became a blur.

We are now in an unfamiliar room, with old book shelf’s everywhere. “Don’t worry everything’s going to be ok. I shouldn't have taken you into that bedroom, it is special to my brother," Emilia explained, her face worried looking.  Her eyes traveled to the ground for a moment, and then back up at me like she thought of something. Camilias scream echoied in the distance, and a chill shot down my back.“We need to throw off the scent.” She added, ignoring her sister’s cry’s of pain.

Emilia grabbed me again. We were now in the untouched Bedroom. "Is this the room he's mada bout?" I blurted. She locked the door, and dragged meto the walk in closet, into the Dressing Room. She pulled me across the maroon floors, and moved a metal dress holder out of the way. There was a small door hidden behind it.

"Yes, no time for questions." She opened the door and turned to me, “It’s going to be really dark in there. Go straight up the stairs, then make a left, duck under the plank of wood, and make a right. Open that door and don’t move.” I nodded vigorously. “I’ll come and get when-“

There was a loud bang on the door. “Let me in now Emilia! You know not to take anyone into that room!” A deep voice boomed, from the outside of the door.

“Go!” She whispered loudly, closing the door.

The metal holder fell back in place. I turned around and went up the stairs quickly, making sure not the touch anything. Once I got to the top I had no idea where to go. Damn my memory of a squirrel!

I sneezed, at the thick, stuffy like an attic. Continuing to make my way blindly, I can hear little critters running around the floor.

"Ok, I want out of here," I mumbled to myself.

Suddenly I really hope I don't step on anything furry.

There is a faint light ahead of me, like a crack in a door. I followed it, and felt the wall around it, finding a handle I pulled it hard--to opening a stiff door. I hurried inside, and closed the door behind me. Turning away from the stiff door, I looked around the room-- which I can see now is a bedroom.