Chapter 31 - Candlecane Wishes and Mistletoe kisses

• Zara
• The air filled was the Christmas vibes. There were lots of arrangements being made in the royal palace of Spain. Maids were bringing materials for Christmas, gardeners were trimming the ornamentals plants, chefs were preparing the meals.
• I know what you are thinking. Why am I not saying anything about that day? What did Esmeralda have to say about my ‘no’ response? Well… Let’s rewind that exact moment. Esmeralda had practically squeezed a response out of me. I said the big word, ‘no’ and she had vibrated paranoidly. She made it seem like a very big crime following how she reacted.
• Esmeralda had ordered me to do something about it. she maintained her words and even gave me tips for seducing a man. I almost zoned out when she had spilled that out. she mobilized the best fashion lines to bring seductive lingeries. I could swear I would never put on any those. If she wanted an heir, I was going to talk to Zack. Perhaps we would figure something out like he said at the island.
• I immediately replayed his exact words, “We don’t have to sleep together, you know.” I wondered what he meant by that… Did he mean he didn’t want to bed me again? Or he just said that to make me calm my nerves? If anything, men couldn’t do without sex.
• Once again, I was put in charge of the arrangements. Queen Moretti had also told me to get ready for the royal coronation. I felt nervous but there wasn’t anything I could do. I was to do many things… Manage the Christmas preparations, prepare for the speech I was to make and find a way to provide an heir.
• My God.
• Too many responsibilities… What if I didn’t want this?
• “My princess!” The royal lady called. She reminded me of Savannah, the woman back at England who had so much to say about how much of a princess I should be.
• “Yeah?”
• “You should wear a fine gown on a lovely morning not some piece of sweats.” She seethed at my choice attire.
• “Why not? It’s comfortable and besides most men around here wear these. So why not?” I asked mischievously.
• “Absolutely not! You are the princess and soon-to-be queen. You should look graceful at all times.” She said posing her hands in the air and lifting her chin.
• “And, you are just the lady royal. It’d help you more if you mind your business.” I retorted leaving her openmouthed to her fetish beliefs. There was no way I was going to put on that dress. Not when I had to do.
• Just at that time, Esmeralda was passing by. She saw it as a moment to pick on me. She asked what was going on and made me go into my closet and change into a princess. She ensured the ladies-in-waiting thoroughly dressed me up.
• Curls, hair sprays and ribbon were all used on my hair. Gown, far too tight and uncomfortable to work in. This was just so bad, you know! Esmeralda went ahead telling me that I had no clue how to be a real princess. She made me walk with ten folds of books on my head. I had fallen so many times…
• Even when she made me pour a tea properly, I had spilled it all on the table. I mean, who needed to pose a vertical pose while pouring a tea? It was all so irrelevant! And non-humane.
• The worst of all was when she was lecturing me on how a lady should sit on a horse: With her two legs on a side of the horse. The horse had got out of control and I used my two legs of each sides of the horse, riding it properly.
• This made her angry. She therefore said that I had failed the test and could never ever be a real princess. I inwardly rolled my eyes, knowing tomboys couldn’t ever be princess forcefully.
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• After I had made all the preparations of Christmas, which was the next day, I had gone to the comfort of my room. I had gotten so tired that all I did was wanting to sleep. I moved to the bathroom. Zack was no where to be found. Since the kiss incident in the morning, I hadn’t seen him.
• I quickly washed up. As I did, I thought of my need to ask him of his plan of us getting an heir. If anything, I really hated whenever someone pester me to do something. And from the look of things, Esmeralda wasn’t giving up soon.
• The moment I was done, I wrapped myself tightly in my white towel. I had purposely not worn the robe. Even though the water had calmed my nerves, I was pretty much still tried. I went under the covers after wearing my night dress.
• This went on until I heard the room door open. I looked as the figure came in. it was Zack. He took long strides, kicking off his shoes. Immediately shouted up to talk to him about whatever issue Esmeralda gave me.
• “Zara, you’re still awake?” He asked. I watched him, yawning loudly.
• I could swear my brain was starting to close down from the work I had done hours before. I could not even think properly. Neither could I process what I was about to say.
• “Yeah, Zack. I really needed to tell you something important.” I said, half-awake. I forced myself to stand up from my bed, halting as I faced him.
• He sat on the queen-sized bed in just a pair of boxers and continuously stared at me.
• “I’m all ears.” He announced. I looked for anything. How do you tell your betrothed that his crazy Grandma needed you to produce an heir?
• “About that day at the island, you said we didn’t have to—You know- I mean—” I tried to say. I really had a problem expressing myself, especially when it had to do with the bird and the bees.
• “Sleep together?” He said freely, arching a brow. This made clear my voice. He mocked me with a chuckle.
• “Yeah, yeah.” I said nervously.
• “How do you expect us to actually have sex if you can’t say the word properly?”
• “W-What do you mean? I can’t I’m just sleepy.” I lied through my teeth. What? he was going to call me pornophobic if I didn’t lie.
• “Liar.” He taunted. “Anyways, I was thinking we do artificial insemination. We go straight to the royal doctor and start in two months to now. Are you okay with that?” Zack asked. I fretted with that idea.
• “I’ll have to think about it too. Thanks for the confirmation!” I replied with the relief and collapsed on the bed.
• However, as I slept, I asked myself questions like: Was I ready to get pregnant? How could I raise a child at my age, 23?
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