Becoming Queen

Chapter 5: Notice Me

Col POV

Cris had the genius idea to arrive there early. I mean, I wasn’t complaining, but still. We were standing in the hall for 30 minutes when Cris decided to explore. The castle. Where the Queen, my mate, lives. Again, not complaining, I missed my mate and Cane wanted to ‘explore’ *read as go hunt mate* too. I didn’t want to seem like a freak or thief, so I ‘suggested’ *read as demanded* some of us go retrieve her. Cris practically bounced up the stairs and down the hallways until Cane went haywire. Smell mate! Mate! Cane howled. I know buddy, I know. I responded. I didn’t want to be the one to open her door, so good thing my sister *read as the lunatic next to me* did. We walked in, all of us, even the other guy. Grrrr. But whatever is necessary to see my princess. She was sleeping so peacefully, Well as peacefully as someone can with their limbs going in every direction, and...wait, is that a crown on her head?! My mate, the love of my life, sleeps with her crown on. Ouch. And that’s when she opened her eyes. I could drown in her eyes. They are this perfect lavender color that just makes me melt every time she looks in my general direction. Weirdly, she closed her eyes again, and I felt this loss. But I needn’t have worried because they opened right back up when she bolted upright and screamed. Cane was instantly alert looking for any possible threat to our princess.

“Who are you and WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM!?” She exclaimed. Goddess, even her voice is sweet, like honey.

“Ah, your Majesty, glad you're awake. We are all waiting for you downstairs, but you hadn’t arrived yet, so we came to check on you. Now we will leave you to get ready.” After the man who dared to speak to my mate finished, she looked kind of disappointed. I was happy he couldn’t please her and mad she was upset. If this is what it’s like to have a mate, man everyone around me is going to have some serious emotional whiplash. And it seemed to be a unanimous decision that he should leave. About time, Cane stated. Hush you, mate is here, I replied, effectively shutting him up.

At this time the i***t I call my sister jumped on my mate’s bed and grabbed my mate’s crown. Smart decision-making there sis. *insert eye roll and sarcastic tone here* “How ‘ya doin’ Your Highness?” Cristal said. She called my mate the wrong title. Fudge. Upset mate? Cane whimpered. I’m not sure, I hesitantly replied.

“I am fine but having trouble fully filling my diaphragm. Can you help with that? Or is helping Your Majesty too difficult for a spider-monkey-person? Hmm?” Oooh. My mate has sass. I like, Cane approved. Whipped mutt, I replied, but I was whipped too. Cristal’s complexion seemed to increase in color. Is my sister blushing? Yes, i***t. Yes, she is. Now pay attention, mate speak again soon, Cane said while wagging his tail. He wagged his tail. Like a dog. I don’t even care anymore.

“Uh, sorry Your Majesty, I was just so excited to meet you! My brother and I couldn’t wait!” Wait, had she not noticed me? I started to laugh because I couldn’t help but notice her. How ironic.

“Now, I thought I was handling this situation very well, but I would like to know the names of my attacker and creepy-watcher dude, please!” Creepy-watcher dude?! Really? And then my mate fell out of bed. Ahh! Cane and I seemed to think at the same time.

I was so worried about my mate that I forgot how to English-oops I mean to speak. “Answers, Your Majesty? Well, my name is Cristal, and ‘creep-watcher dude’ is my brother, Col” Cris answered, somewhat sanely.

My mate started to move up and off the floor. “Now if you don’t mind I am going to just sneak behind you into my closet and get dressed. Oh! How are the uniforms fitting? I had them custom-made.” I didn’t care how our clothes fit, she needed to get dressed before someone other than me saw her! But mate pretty! Cane whined. I know, but what if another man walked in? I responded. Get her in closet now, Cane demanded. But of course, Cristal has no sense of urgency.

“Perfect! How did you know our sizes?” Cristal asked, “you had no idea who would stay!” Gosh, darn it! Stop talking about your clothes and change!

“I did my research. I went through ALL the records of the kingdom, all the citizens from ages 18-28, and got your size from tailors in town.” Okay, I was impressed, but priorities people!

“Dang,” Cristal replied. “I’m impressed.” Same, closet! Now.

If she wasn’t going to move on her own, then I would take matters into my own hands. “Are you going to change or…?” Ha!

“Yes, but I thought it rude to just disappear into a tiny room in the middle of a conversation!” Mate upset! You made mate angry! Fix now. Cane begged. I looked to Cristal for help, but she was no longer my sister. She was “a woman-lady-fighter-person” now too. Uh-oh. She burns me into ashes in a normal situation, now she has my mate on her side. I am going to try and sneak out…

“Jeez, bro! Cut her some slack! She should have had us thrown in the dungeons, for attacking a Queen! But instead, she asked how our clothes fit! And stop staring at our Queen and employer!” Yep. Saw that coming. But did she see this coming. Hehehe *input evil smile and finger tent here* I pushed her. Take that! But I didn’t see my princess in the way, and accidentally ran into her. Mate Hurt! Cane yelped. Then my mate dumped me on the floor and jumped up. Before I could get up, I heard a door close. When I looked up, I saw that my mate had vanished. I soon realized that she hadn’t vanished, just disappeared into her closet, just like I had wanted. About time, Cane huffed. Agreed, I replied.

“Should we ask her if she’s okay?” Cristal asked.

“Nope, we shouldn’t,” I said as I started to push my darling sister into the hallway. “Stay there.” and promptly shut the door in her face.

I pulled the door open and out stumbled my mate, face first. Mate! What you do? Cane seethed. I too was worried at first, but then I looked down and noticed she was staring at my shoes.

“Are you going to look up or stare at my feet the whole time?” I asked my mate.

She seemed to come to a realization that I was the one standing next to her as she looked up at me with those beautiful eyes and said, “Uh, you could help me up instead of looking down at me.” Help mate! Cane yelled at me. Okay, okay, I got it, I responded.

I stretched my hands out to my mate and helped her up. “Oh! Sorry,” I said.

“So,” she started. “What are you doing here? Do you need anything? Any questions I can answer? Oh, is your uniform too tight? Too big? I can call the seamstress-mmph” I covered her mouth with my hand. Mate cute when she is flustered, Cane swooned. I know, I mentally smiled.

“Shhh,” I said. Too much talking.

I kissed her. I kissed her. And you know what? I’m pretty sure she let me.