The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 355: A new couple - II

Tristan smiled before he laughed lightly. "And here I thought I would have to wait an eternity to hear them from you why are you left me all this time."

Giving him an embarrassed smile, I replied, "I am a princess by birth, Tristan. I have been conditioned to never say it because it was never required. Also, I never thought that we would end up together."

"No, do not lie to me." He shook his head, his eyes hard instany, "in your heart, he knew I would never let you go. You just refused to accept it."

Now, I might be laying out my heart in front of him, but I was not ready to admit that I was stupid to ignore that.

Of course, I would think that we were never meant to be. As far as I knew, he was a merchant and I was a princess of a prominent family. It was a given that I would not be married to any merchant who did not possess more wealth than I did.

Also, my sisters and I knew that after the death of my mother, marrying a commoner for love for something that was out of the window. Our father would never let that happen.

Accepting a different reality was very difficult for me. Mostly because I had accepted the fate of the arranged marriage Formed for me at a very young age.

I lifted a shoulder instead. "I have no clue of What You Are talking about."

"Hmm," he nodded, "I suppose you don’t."

Smiling, I leaned back and looked around before the wind blew and shivered in the cold. The best thing about staying awake in the night was the cold that came with it.

"Come with me." Tristan stood up and extended his hands to me. "We shall come inside and get you warm."

He noticed. Of course he did, there was nothing that went past Tristan.

As I moved closer to the entrance to the palace from the gardens, I noticed Irene was already there standing with a shawl.

There was one upside to having a vampire lady in waiting. She was quick in doing things in comparison to Marilyn who was just human when she was in that position.

He wrapped it around me, and I adjusted it to be comfortable before staring at him wondering what was going to happen next. I had said yes and he had accepted it. Who was going to tell everyone?

"I will tell everyone." He said, each and every word set up at finality. It was decided that he was going to tell everyone.

Because I could not.

"You will?"

He nodded before looking around with a small smirk. "If everyone has not already heard. I know for sure that my aunt has an ear out for this conversation."

"She does, your highness." Irene’s soft voice made us look towards her. "She was the one who brought the shawl for her grace."

Tristan laughed a little, which brought a smile to my face as well. "I suppose, I don’t need to do anything. But before you meet anyone, I want you to have lunch with me."

Slowly, we walked together and just as we were about to step on to the last stairs, set off the floor, where the dining room was, Marilyn came in front of us, running down the stairs, stopping right in front of me.

She looked at Tristan and bowed in front of him.

Trustan turned to me and nodded, "why don’t you invite her to dine with you? You will find me there."

He left and I squinted my eyes at my friend. "I suppose the news has reached you already?"

"News to me?!" She scoffed. " I was listening! And I would have had a better view of you both if I was still your lady in waiting." She gave a stink eye to Irene, which I did not understand. There was no competition.

"Stop that." I hissed and held her elbow, turning her around and walking upstairs.

"Fine. But tell me more."

"You heard everything."

"I know but," she waved her hands around as a trying to communicate to me in a different way then I knew, "You used to tell me more."

She turned around, finding Irene again, "Is it her?"

"Stop that." I growled.

Stopping right at the corridor, at the top of the stairs, I did not let her go towards the dining room. "Does everyone know now?"

She nodded her expression sobering up. "Lady Chiara is very happy about the development in your relationship. I do not think that she will wait any longer to tell everyone about your yes. So yes, almost everyone at the moment knows."

I nodded.

Marilyn turned me around, before walking towards the dining room. This was something she often did as a friend, leading me when I just wanted to stay where I was.

Just like Tristan had said, he was waiting, but this time with his friend and Marilyn’s husband Allen.

They pulled out chairs for each of us, Tristan for me and Allen for Marilyn.

"Thank you," I whispered to him before turning to look at his friend. "How have you been, Allen?"

"It’s been a long time since even I have told. May I call you by your name?"

I nodded. Why not?

Allen then gave me a bright smile. " despite the political turmoil and circumstances we are in, I am delighted about the choice you have made. I cannot wait to have you as my sister."

Merilyn scowled, "I thought you treated Lara as your sister."

He tsked. "But she has a brother, Tristan. Genevieve here does not have a brother so I get to be her only brother."

"So, I get to pick from the litter that contains only you?"

"No," Merilyn grinned, "you get to pick from a lot. This one here, just had the opportunity to do it before anyone else. Trust me, people will die here to be something to you."

"Darling, shush," Allen fed her broccoli that she hated with a passion. As soon as he looked away, she spat it out and threw it on the table.

I stiffled my laughter as I looked at her husband. "see, I am closest to Tristan and I was closest to you when we all were humans. That means you get to choose me as your brother before anyone else, because see, we have a bond."

His eyes widened and he turned to Tristan in panic. "A good bond, sibling Bond."

This time, I let out my laughter unable to control it.