2019, March 5th Bart, Zoey, and James sat down at a table in the far back of the bar. The tension in the air was palpable. James was getting more and more enraged by the second. "I can imagine everything that's happened to you has made you reckless, maybe even desperate, but I never thought you'd actually do this," said Bart, trying not to sound like he was taking his hat off to James. After all, he hadn't changed anything. This would only delay the inevitable. "Were you followed?" James asked, staring out the window. "Probably. I'm guessing we have about 30 minutes." "He's saying I kidnapped her?" "It's brilliant, really, if you think about it. It throws suspicion off of the wedding and it gives the king legal grounds to strip you of land and title." "But that's not what happened. So what now? Should we have a press conference or something? Set the record straight?" Zoey asked, looking between the two men. Bart's eyes softened. This Zoey looked nothing like the one from yest
2018, December 5th As the duke and CC took to the floor, making perfect dance partners and even somehow looking like they were conspiring, it was as though the room had received permission to come alive again. "What are you doing?" CC asked. "Obliging a princess by dancing with her," her partner replied. "You shouldn't be here. Who knows how the king-" "I am here on official business on behalf of Copia." She shot a quick look down and back up his attire and said, "I see that." "Happy birthday," he said. "I got you something." "You did?! What?!" she asked excitedly. The duke smiled. "It's sort of too big to bring to you. I will give it to you tomorrow." "What's with the sash?" "Did you forget how to read rank, CC? I am the new duke of Copia. Really, you should be more hospitable to your guests." Meanwhile, off to the right of the room, where the king and queen's thrones rested, His and Her majesty were just getting ready to retire for the night, when they were forced to sit
2018, December 5th Flowing from the speakers in the room was Simple Plan's Save You. As he took slow steps towards her, waiting for her eyes to find him again, Bart mouthed the lyrics of the song. CC smiled her first genuine smile for that night and it felt so good and so perfectly cheesy that when he held a hand out to her, she took it without hesitation. He continued to sing along into her ear as he pulled her close and she relaxed into his arms. "This is super cheesy," CC said, swaying effortlessly to the music. Not trying to remember to be perfect by dancing the too perfect waltz. "You deserve a little cheesy," he said back to her, catching her off guard as he twirled and dipped her. She laughed out loud. Bart was taken aback. He'd never made a woman laugh like that. When the song ended, the crowd went wild as Katrina and the Waves' Walking on Sunshine came on. Hands went up, hips moved from side to side, and people let loose. Bart twirled and dipped her several times after t
2019, March 5th Her lungs were burning, but this only made her run faster. She wanted to stop as her eyes blurred with sweat, but this only made her legs move quicker. So when his hand came out of nowhere and yanked on the back of her sweatshirt, she was in two minds, partly pissed off, partly relieved. "I thought I told you, you go where I say you go until further notice." James bent over slightly as he caught his breath. "That's not exactly what you said. You said I go where you go. You said we'd be together until all of this was over and now you're just taking off on me!" She was yelling even through her breathlessness. "Then tell me what else am I supposed to do?! There are armed men chasing you! And there will continue to be until you go home!" "Then take me home! Take me back to Rosa!" "Zoey, if you just go back to the Arden mansion-" "I don't want to go back! I don't want to see him. I don't want to be treated like a woman in the dark ages." She was on her knees now,
2019, March 5th "But I can't marry you, not now, not in one month. All of this has made me realize that ever since I got here, I became just the woman on your arm. I need time. I need to figure things out." Tears started pouring down her cheeks faster than the water crashing down from the waterfall in the background as she dug into her purse and, with a shaky hand, brought out his engagement ring. She picked up his hand, opened up his fist, and dropped the ring into his hand. As she turned to walk away yet again, just like before he stopped her. Aaron grabbed her wrist. "What about after you've had your time?" he asked desperately. "Will you marry me then?" She laughed through her tears. "Play your cards right and you might get to ask again." He pulled her against his chest, cupping his hands around her face and kissing her passionately. This was unlike any kiss he'd ever given her before. It was deep and fierce and strong and sure. It was everything she'd always hoped he would
2018, December 5th James threw the doors to King Henry’s chambers open. “What is the meaning of this?!” King Henry raged. Two guards came rushing in after James, bowing low. “Apologies Your Majesty!” “What’s up, father?” James said, picking up a chocolate from a bowl on the desk. “Still have the sweet tooth, I see.” “Get him out of here!” The guards hesitated, exchanging glances. “Now, now, father. Play nice. I brought you a present and everything,” he said, pulling an envelope out of his jacket pocket and laying it down on the king's desk before dropping on the couch by the window. “This is still super comfy.” The king had murder in his eyes. The guards took this to mean that they were dismissed and scurried off. King Henry snatched up the envelope and took a look at the contents. As his eyes scanned the page, King Henry tumbled back into the chair in shock. “Marvellous, so you do remember. I trust we have an understanding then,” James said, popping the piece of choco
2018, December 17th Bart pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Aaron. “I have a favour to ask.” “Did you call the wrong person or something?” “It’s for CC.” “What do you need?” “Heard of JJ Jewels?” Aaron ended the call a minute later and turned the car around, shooting Zoey an apologetic look. “I just escaped from a fortress, not to mention outran Jesse and several bodyguards to be here, but no picnic, huh?” “Sorry. We have to head back into the city. CC needs a favour. It may not be a fancy picnic with fancy cheese and wine and a gorgeous view and hot chocolate by the fireplace in a cabin in the woods.” “There’s a but in here somewhere, right?” “But! There will be unhealthy goodness!” “Well then, to the unhealthy goodness.” Aaron adjusted his black, wide rimmed glasses for the umpteenth time. Zoey rolled her eyes. “This is where you expect to find dirt on JJ Jewels?” They were parked on the side of the street and right in front of them, a food market
2019, March 6th (Rosa) James' phone rang for the umpteenth time in the last 16 hours. This time it was Bart calling, but he had just as many missed calls from CC. He was sure that they must've figured it out by now. That by some bizarre turn of events, Zoey had ended up next to him again, sleeping like she didn't have a care in the world. And what was this whole their moms go way back thing? Small world, he guessed. He remembered the look on Zoey's face when she saw her mom. It looked like her world was alright again. He knew she was in for a rude awakening, but he couldn't stop it. Especially now, since it wasn't just her anymore. Her mother, Natalie, was now along for the ride, too. The Jeep with James and the three women in it finally stopped in front of a two-story house. The rest of their party had been asked to hang back. "Well, we're here. Who wants pancakes?" Natalie asked. "Your pancakes are terrible," said Zoey, stirring from her slumber. She looked up at James and down