How I became the Duchess

The silence between us was energizing.

The summer a year ago:

I laughed. "No, I am not trying to convince you, Mr. de Ambremó, neither am I lying to you. But, thanks God, there are still the things you cannot google." As I answered he turned his head to me and gave me even a small smile.

"Yeah, there are." And he was facing again the street in front of us. But with his short answer he agreed with my assertion, and raised my curiosity, what I would never admit. I would never donate him that joy, so I also turned my head forward and we were walking silently. Not that you could say that Prague is a silent city in summer - or in any other season. There were bunches of people around us, chatting, drinking, eating, walking, running, dancing even. It has been beautiful. And I knew, I felt that I was slowly falling in love with this city. And even despite of that I was expecting that the silence between us will be awkward, it has been more energizing. I felt the energy I could not describe. Something I did not feel even when I earned my first million. This energy was making me happy somehow. ´NO, it is not truth, it is the city, its energy and atmosphere what is making me happy.´ But to deny this energy between me and Mr. de Ambremó would be a lie to myself, which I was not capable of. Though I could not describe what I felt, I knew one thing for sure, if I would have been walking with someone else for more than one minute in a total silence, I knew I would have felt awkward. But this...I felt comfortable - even better I would dare to say.

"So, you did not answer to my question yet." I told in a friendly voice and looked up on his face. He looked back at me, his eyes studying my facial expression, like if he would not be sure yet, if he should or should not have to tell me. "Well, I do not know if you have had noticed, but the path is paved with cat's heads, and I am wearing the high heels, so, I would prefer to know, if I should buy a pair of different shoes." I explained and excused my question, when he did not bother to answer me. (Not that I would not have the right to get this information from an unknown man I just met today, without any explanation, but I decided to pretend to be the naive one so...).

"Prague Castle." He answered simply, but I guess his answer was not needed anymore, because we found ourselves on a road, at the end of which I could see the grandiose Prague castle bathing in the last rays of the setting sun. I would like to say the view of the castle in the sunset did not impress me. But I still consider it the most romantic and engaging thing I've ever seen.

"I thought we could maybe capture the sunset ..."

"We still can. Or? If the castle is opened still…” I said when he didn't finish his sentence.

He chuckled in response. “It is not.” Was all I got.

I giggled “Are we going to sneak in there?” I asked, I still was not understanding, what was he trying to tell me indirectly.

“It is opened, but not for the public.”

“Oh, yes. Of course. Only for those ones, who have royal blood in their veins.” I said ironically, although I was sorry about it one second later. I told too much.

“So, you googled me in the end.” He said with a smirk seemingly satisfied.

´I must to remember I am playing with devil itself, and cannot speak before with thinking. ´ I scolded myself in my head.

Watching sunset from the roof of the castle was wonderful. It was heartwarming, exciting, engaging and romantic, indescribable indeed. And what I had to admit on this roof was the fact that he knew how to get a woman into his bed. And though it made no sense to me, I was sure he wanted to get me. I couldn't be wrong more.

"I wanted to have dinner before the sunset" Mr. de Ambremó whispered to my ear while his hand was holding my hair, so he could have better access to my ear.

As his hot breath touched my virgin skin I started to shiver. And though it was a hot summer evening, I felt as if he would be fire, which was burning me with every touch. And that he WAS touching me. I did not even notice when and how, but we were sitting side by side already. His leg (luckily in trousers) was touching my legs, and his upper body rubbed my arm, just slightly but did, and there was no sunset anymore, neither was the sun, it did not matter if I was sitting on the roof of a building, still hungry. The whole world stopped to exist. And it was exactly as in those romantic movies, when a girl loses all her words after one kiss, but I was not kissed even. And I also with my ability to speak lost my ability to move. And I was never gladder we came here to watch the sunset, because even though I did not move and speak either, there was no need for my response. After all, I was supposed to be amazed with the setting sun, and with the view.

I knew he was satisfied; every inch of my body was telling how stunned I was. It did not matter if it was because of the sunset, view of the town or because of himself, because he was the early cause of all of that.