Emery: A Prince's Adventure

Chapter 7

Emma

''We should go with blue, it'll be perfect.'' The queen says, pointing at the dark blue as she glances at my direction for a few seconds—trying to see whether I'm catching up or not but honestly, I've been sitting here; like an ultimate fool.

''Blue? I'm thinking red,'' Dian says.

They have been arguing about what colour my dress should be during my engagement party with Emery and each time I was trying to speak up, Dian would cut me into it; pointing out more colours.

''Well, I was wondering if—'' I say but the queen frowns, pointing at the colour brown before denying Dian's choice.

They both have been arguing about the colour for the past hour; letting me sit here and watch their every movement. I let out a deep sigh before stepping up and exiting the room, not wanting to hear them arguing—they didn't even notice me leaving.

Dian was also pointing out as if she's planning her own engagement instead of mine and due to that, I felt like it was no use to join their conversation about colours. It'll be a waste; knowing that they won't even give me a chance to speak.

I close the door behind me, sighing once more.

As I look down the hallway, I see Emery staring out the window—without even realising that I'm making my way towards him; slowly, not wanting to wake him up from his trance. Ever since our kiss last night, it's slightly awkward to be around each other.

Once we're close enough, I stop walking and look up at Emery from the side—seeing a better side of his profile. Within seconds, he turns to look down at me; his face showing no expression. Our eyes are looking deeply without uttering a single word, only enjoying each other's presence.

All of a sudden, his lips curve up into a small smile, ''Have you been stalking me, Faye?'' He asks, earning a chuckle from me.

''That's far from what I've been doing,'' I reply.

He chuckles before we both end up in silence once more. I try to avoid his stare but I always look back at him and feel as if his stare is giving me different feelings from different levels.

For once, we finally realise how our stares manage to make us feel lost—leaving us speechless. He clears his throat, ''Shouldn't you be with my mother?'' He asks.

''Your mother and Dian have been arguing about what colour should my engagement dress be. I guess it'll be best if I stay out of their argument,'' I reply, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear before looking up at him again.

''That's not new,'' He chuckles.

I smile before seeing that he has been eyeing my lips for the past few seconds and me smiling only made it worse. He continues to look at me before looking back at my eyes—blinking as he do so, ''I thought so,'' I mutter.

''You thought so?'' He raises an eyebrow, closing the distance between us.

He caresses the side of my cheek with his hand, letting me feel his warmth radiating. Within seconds, volts of electricity passes through my veins—leaving me slightly breathless at the effect. I blink a few times, wanting to make sure that I'm not dreaming, ''Do you feel it?'' I ask, my voice low.

''Feel what?'' He questions.

the side of his cheek and our eyes widen, feeling the spark hitting us once more. Due to that, I know he felt every spark that has been flowing through my body ever since we first touched

to not

so we would be facing each other in a way that I barely understand. He glances down at my lips

him, brushing our noses together—earning myself a surprised gesture from him but he regains by snuggling

I mutter under my

up at his eyes, seeing that they are focusing at my lips but he doesn't seem to be leaning in. He seems to be arguing with himself on whether this could be the right or wrong decision we're making. He could

closed and we're left enjoying the kiss, the feeling and the

one. The way he holds me against the waist and the way

is that we're both

the same. My hands won't stop touching his face and I can't

signs of continuing the kiss, I don't seem to mind;

kissed by

his brown eyes and see him still looking down at my lips while clenching his jaw; probably holding himself back from giving in. He pecks one last time on my lips before moving back, loosening the grip of his hands

each other, suddenly feel the fear of giving in. The fear of

if you like,'' He says, breaking the

like that,'' I

are having their argument. As soon as they see us inside, they both stop arguing and turn

didn't see you there.'' Dian

with my mother. I can definitely see that,'' He

have their argument about the colour. I start

we agreed on

head in disagreement while Emery and I watch them with smirks on

wouldn't leave his face and my lips are grinning into a smile while he looks at them, ''I'm thankful that both of you are actually participating for our engagement party but I would love it if only

queen clears her throat, ''Of

direction for a few seconds before taking the catalogue on the desk and flipping through the

want your

so I quickly respond, ''Beige, if that's okay with you?'' I

look pretty in any

soon as possible before he starts to ask the next question on the next page, ''You can choose the kind of dress you like and how you want the designs to

it's not that

as she looks at us in surprise while Dian

us, we have things to settle before they are left undone.'' He says, glancing down at me for a few seconds before pulling me up by the hand as we walk out of the room—leaving

he looks down at our entwined hands, realising that we're actually holding hands. Within seconds, he looks up at me before letting go of my hand and clearing his throat

I have things to do. I'll be around when you need me,'' He says before walking down the hall—after

presence behind me; making me turn to see Dian looking at me

rolls her

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