Make Your Move Katherine

Oscar The Romantic

They didn’t even have to wait and was shown straight to the showroom where Kat had on her winning boxed smile as she waved at the crowd while Oscar laced one hand on the small of her back- just as he had outside on the red carpet, and waved with the other hand.

“Let’s welcome the King and Queen ladies and gentlemen, to our live broadcast,” the female host greeted them as she bowed twice before looking at Katherine expectantly. Oscar nudged her elbow and she smiled at the woman before stretching her hand out, to be shaken. The host first shook her hand almost professionally then grabbed with both hands with a disbelieving look about her face. One of awe. Kat tried to gently tug her hand away but the woman’s grip was firm. Oscar stuck his right hand out, to help ease the awkward situation. It worked for the woman released her hand and shook Oscar’s. Kat saw Oscar pull his hand away a bit on the rough side before she ushered them to the couch next to her single-seater and sat only after both Kat and Oscar were seated while they waited for the crowded seated room, to finish with their clapping.

“Let me formally introduce you to my lovely wife, Sijia,” Oscar said and gushed when he turned his eyes on Katherine, giving her an adorable smile. “Queen Katherine Sky Turner Julian, but I prefer if you called her Mrs. Julian until this taping is over. I can never get over hearing the Mrs. part you know.”

“Ah, I know. Such a proud man we have here,” the host commented as she wiggled her eyebrow at Kat, who had a plastered smile on her face while she shook her hand.

“Hi, nice to meet you, Oscar said many great things about you and his people,” Kat greeted the young attracted, short-haired woman. What was a little lie if unknown? “I love your earrings by the way,” Kat added and the woman’s eyes bulged as she grabbed the hanging earring that dangled when she slanted her head. It was beautifully crafted with dolphins and stars. An unusual combination but exquisite.

“You do? I designed them myself. Thank you so much,” Sijia looked in the direction of the cameraman and flipped her hair behind her ear, angling her neckline perfectly and uttered, “Well you heard it, the queen loves-”

Oscar cleared his throat and reminded the host, “Mrs. Julian,” and he ended it with a low cough that had the crowd fluttering over his lies. Kat laughed and tapped his jacket-covered bicep jokingly.

“Mrs. Julian loves my design- order them here,” Sijja addressed the side camera and she pointed with one, two-inched long well-manicured peach colored-nailed finger, at her ear and on the screen behind her Kat saw an email pop up on the screen and she laughed.

While he fooled the crowd with his words, one of Oscar’s hands snaked onto hers on her lap. “My wife loved dolphins and we even visited the marine park twice together when we were in school- yes together. One day ended when we visited the aquarium followed by a drive-in movie, hence the stars. You made the perfect combo there for our date- the first date too- so I’ll order one for my darling.”

“Oh my…that’s so… I can’t believe I did that for you- You heard it ladies and gentle, my work is good enough for the Queen.”

The crowd was so quiet when Oscar gave the story that Kat could swear that she heard their sucked-in breaths. She was surprised he remembered that day although it wasn’t a date. They were on a school trip and the teacher had left them after the aquarium trip. Rumor had it that some seniors were heading to the drive-in and her group along with most of the other groups had decided a movie was a great idea- not really the movie part but the senior boys were the magnet and had ended up in the drive-in too. Oscar had invited her to his car because his friend Kyle had liked her friend, Sally, but she had declined so he had come to the car she was in with his other friend.

Earlier that afternoon, she had seen Scott, another senior, the boy who she had a major crush on back then, making out with his girlfriend behind one of the tanks at the aquarium so she was in a grumpy mood and Oscar was irritating her. She had met him a few times before but she wouldn’t say they had been friends just yet.

Both of them had to listen to their friends make out in the backseat while they made small talk and tried to pay attention to the movie in the front seats. That was the last good memory she had with Sally for in the following weeks they lost their friendship as Sally got braces and everyone called her names.

Scrap iron, metal mouth, tin foil, full metal alchemist was among the names Sally had been called and Kat couldn’t be friends with someone like that. Back then Kat was such a spoiled brat and although she was never one of those that called Sally names, she should not have ended their friendship that way either.

“Back to this Misses…” the host interrupted her thoughts and she turned to Oscar waiting for his answer as she leaned back on the backrest of her seat and Oscar played his fake part to perfection.

‘Had this been a movie I would be calling Sally now to apologize.’

“Yes, well as queen, everyone calls her by her title and not Mrs. so I hardly hear it unless I call her it myself,” Oscar laughed as he kissed her cheek and Kat turned her face into his neck as if she was embarrassed. Indeed, she was but of the disgusted and not in the shy kind of way.

“Ah, he calls you Mrs.?” Sijia blushed enough for Kat who simply said, “Yes” before she turned to the seated crowd and saw the woman both young and old awing and covering their chests with their hands.

“Tell us what else King Julian does that we would be surprised by,” Sijia coaxed Kat and quickly she replied, “Well last night he made me chicken soup bet you didn’t know the King could cook.”

The host smiled gleefully and clapped her hands, “Well girl, lucky you. You got a king, handsome, tall, good hair, fawns over you,” she held up a finger do each thing she called out, “-and cooks?” she finished looking at the crowd. "He's such a romantic too."

“How are the newlyweds? How are you adjusting to married life,” the host asked and the crowd cheered when Oscar answered for, he had held up their entwined fingers up to them and the man had a deep blush on his face which Kat knew was fake but the crowed room loved it.

“Like I said when I was younger, Sijia, I married for love so being able to share the rest of my life with the one I love is just a treasure. I have never been happier and every day I feel like I fall in love with her more and more.”

Oscar had squeezed her hand and Kat faked a smile too, covering her mouth with her free hand for she didn’t get the hang of the fake blush yet, even though she had practiced until her face hurt last night. She did figure out how to squint her eyes to make it seem like she was however, so she did that.

Oscar then brought her hand up to his lips, kissing the back and she playfully but lightly patted his legs.

Back on the limo ride to the castle, Anthony reached into his breast pocket and handed over a cell phone to Oscar, who in turn, handed her the phone. She looked at it as if it was the strangest thing she had seen and Oscar had to take her hand and placed the cell in it. “Call home,” he mumbled and she wasted no time as she dialed but nobody answered. Kat took off her aviator and redialed and still no answer.

“Thank you for today,” he said when Anthony nudged his hand but Kat ignored him, for she was wondering why no one took the call. She redialed again; a bit worried now.

“Where’s my phone?”

“Er, back at the castle-” Oscar replied and Kat threw his phone back on his lap without looking at him. She looked at her fingers on her dress-covered lap and she rubbed them unconsciously for she was wondering why her stepmother didn’t pick up if her father hadn’t. Something must be wrong. 

Had she had her cell phone, she would have called her stepmother’s phone next or even the nurse that used to care for her father as she was also in the same building as her parents. If none answered still, she could have called the reception area at her front desk to request that they ask the student living on the floor beneath her, to check to see if he had seen her father or if he knew what was happening at home with her father, for his girlfriend was her father’s neighbor. Kat always paid attention to fine details.

But she didn’t have her mobile. Kat felt her stomach turning...something was wrong.