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Post by isabella liliana ortega on Oct 19, 2012 0:56:47 GMT -5
 -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- The closer that the end of May was coming, the closer that June was coming and that meant that her time at Vineheart was coming to an end. It was weird, to think that she’d be back in Spain basically all the time now until she finished training her replacement. It was still a little surreal to think that she even had to train someone; she wasn’t even sure who was going to take her place. There were options, but she wasn’t sure if anyone would be adequately ready in two or three years, but she knew that it would be important for her to train the person as much as she possibly could. She knew that she was lucky that X had even agreed to her remaining in Spain even after they got married, because she was pretty sure that he could have said no. He would have been entitled to say no, because in reality it would have caused even more distance for them. Even though their relationship and now their engagement had been pretty effective even with the distance she knew that she owed X a lot for being so understanding. That was one of the many reasons that she loved him, because she was sure she would have never really met anyone like him.
So after making sure she left everything for Dante in order, not that it had mattered since he spent a large amount of time with Viv, she asked if she could borrow the plane to fly to Dartmouth. Dante had never said no to her, so on Friday afternoon she was on the airplane flying from Montana to New Hampshire. She had Cosita with her again, and she had come prepared this time with her laptop so she brought a movie that would end up killing most of her time on the plane. Having things to do while they were flying made the quiet of the plane a lot less awkward for her, because she was pretty sure that the flight attendants just avoided talking to her now. She found it kind of weird, especially because they were usually chatty when Dante was in the plane, but she was pretty sure that there must be some you don’t talk to the passengers rule or something like that. But luckily for her, Cosita fell asleep most of the ride to New Hampshire and she was entertained by the movie. The movie was also helping in keeping her calm because she was sure that if she allowed it, she’d be jumping up and down over going to visit X. There was a car waiting for her at the airport, and after all of the routine she was on her way to Hanover to X’s place, with Cosita on her lap. She was checking her messages, making sure that she had done all of the assignments she needed for Monday, and she got all caught up trying to make sure she was all set that the ride to Dartmouth seemed a lot shorter this time around. It wasn’t long before the car had come to a stop and the door was being opened. She grabbed Cosita, and her bag while the driver grabbed her bag from the trunk and left it on the doorstep next to her. She smiled and gave the driver a wave, she was pretty sure she would be safe given that there was so much security around, and once the driver was gone, she rang the doorbell.
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Post by xavier on Oct 19, 2012 5:39:58 GMT -5
  He was DEFINITELY being cooped up, and it wasn't even funny. Not the least bit funny. Auggie was being an obnoxious moron, and half the other guys he was surrounded with constantly it seemed now were following the same orders. Xavier was definitely going to have to talk to his parents about this whole thing soon, though he did understand why it had to be so. The shooting incident had after all happened on Dartmouth campus, and while they'd caught a couple of people they were still investigating the likelihood of someone else trying to pull the same stunt over them all. It wasn't even funny, considering that Xavier had been told most of his life that the people loved him, and apparently, they still did – except one fraction. Anselm had tried keeping it more or less quiet for as long as possible, but then after the crown prince had demanded answers as soon as he was well enough to even think about the situation, the King had come clean. There were some in Germany who wanted another line of Hohenzollern heirs to inherit the throne, which meant that all four of the German children were currently under rough surveillance and there wasn't much they could do about it. Well, as long as they stayed away from Tornado, it would all be good. The last time Xavier had had to rush down to the stables had been him finding one of the security team knocked out cold and another trying to hold the stallion down. Of course it didn't work out quite the way they'd planned, unfortunately. He wanted to shake his head and wondered whether Auggie hadn't told them that the prince's horse was pretty much a wild bronco.
Then again, Auggie probably HAD said something, possibly in the opposite direction. The man was a prankster, and he tended to stick to his charge like glue most of the time. This was going to prove slightly hampering this weekend with Bella arriving from Montana, something Xavier was definitely looking forward to. There was no way that he would ever do anything to endanger her though, which was why he and Auggie had hashed out a plan, as much as was possible, though Xavier had sort of fallen asleep two times during that one, since it had been in the middle of the night and he'd spent most of the previous day in the saddle. At least today Tornado seemed to be behaving, since he was growing older and slighly less impossible to work with, though still pretty impossible and intolerable. It was a wonder no one had wanted to shoot the animal yet. Maybe Xavier had more influence there than he initially thought. He stretched right now, having been down to the stables again just to be on the safe side, and seeing Tornado happily munching on his food while cooling off in the shade was enough to let the prince thing this weekend might prove to be better than the entire week. He had new bruises along his side from where he'd been thrown off the horse and onto the ground, landing pretty much on top of some rocks. Luckily for him he hadn't broken any ribs, and it had been the opposite side of the shot one. It was definitely good that his mother didn't know about this though, and he had made Auggie swear that he wasn't going to tell. It would be bad enough when Bella saw the bruised skin. Given that his jaw was also hurting slightly Xavier was pretty sure he got himself clipped right under it as well. Perfect. He thought he heard a car and he stopped reading the book he was going through, pulling his legs from the desk where they'd been resting. Sure enough, the doorbell rang, and with his heart bouncing happily inside his chest, he reached it in record time, pulling it open with a bright smile. Schöne. He wasted no time in pulling herc lose to him, rubbing Cosita's tiny head in greeting as well.
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Post by isabella liliana ortega on Oct 21, 2012 1:00:03 GMT -5
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- She wasn’t sure what the plan for the weekend was, but either way she was glad to be there. This would technically be her last visit to him because graduation was coming closer so she wouldn’t get another chance before summer officially started. So this was basically the only free time she’d have to spend with him in the next month because she wasn’t sure just how much time they would have in the coming weeks. Ideally she’d be able to spend as much time with him as possible, especially given that she was technically not allowed to do anything when she got back to Spain, and she only really did things in August before school started up again. But this time she wouldn’t be returning to Montana at the end of August, they would be remaining in Spain. But she didn’t want to start thinking about that right now, she made sure that she still had a firm grip on Cosita as she looked around. The weather was nice out, and she wondered if they’d have time to look around Hanover. She hadn’t really seen much of the Dartmouth campus, but she was pretty sure she wouldn’t be allowed to do that now, at least not with X. Maybe she’d be able to walk around for a little bit on her own, just to explore, even though it would have been more fun to do it with X.
Either way it didn’t really matter what she did while she was here, the point was just to spend time with X. She had been debating on leaving Cosita with Dante, since he had offered to take care of her, but she didn’t want to leave him to take care of her for the whole weekend. Especially that she could be such a handful when she was with people who she absolutely adored. She tended to act a little spoiled especially with Dante, and she didn’t want to have him deal with her little diva attitude. She was usually pretty calm with her, and even though she had tried to act the same way with X, it hadn’t necessary worked and she wasn’t that much of a handful. Luckily for her, X didn’t seem to mind that she was constantly bringing her dog along with her when she visited him, but she felt weird about leaving her behind. Bella was pretty sure that it had been because she had left her for the week she spent in New Hampshire when X was in the hospital. She brushed all of those thoughts away as she looked towards the trees for a moment. The door opened and that meant that X had been waiting for her and sure enough she looked up and saw him standing there. She smiled as he pulled her close to him, and she just made sure that Cosita didn’t end up between them again. Whenever she saw him after not being with him for weeks, it made her wonder how on earth she spent her time without him. Just because it just made her realize how much she missed him, and how important he was to her in her daily life. Of course it helped that they talked constantly but it wasn’t the same thing as actually being in the same room as him.
“Hi there” she said with a small laugh, “I missed you”
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Post by xavier on Oct 21, 2012 7:41:23 GMT -5
All his siblings tended to ask him how on Earth he managed to survive the time without Bella, when all he had were calls, text messages or IMs and emails. Well, Xavier wasn't entirely sure how to answer them himelf, but he DID know that whatever or whoever had given him the patience had also made sure to give him the appropriate amount of excitement for whenever he DID get to see his fiancée. It was possibly unfair that they had to spend time apart, but he was finishing his first year at Dartmouth as she was graduating from Vineheart, and there was no way that he would ever be able to tear her from that, nor would he want to. Then again he couldn't even tear himself from the whole point of school in the first place, and he knew that both his parents, and all his family really, held high expectations for him. He also knew summer was going to be busy, as per usual, though he did manage to wrangle the promise from his parents that he would get the promised honeymoon with Bella after the wedding, and he wouldn't be bothered by anything or anyone. This was only made sweeter by the fact that he had trained and competed aggressively with Tornado this year, managing to win the American circuit and hoist himself to the very top of dressage riders here in the US. Next year, it was Europe's turn, the two big leagues that seemed to just be begging for him to take them down, and Tornado was in his prime, in his best years. He wasn't as unpredictable as a youngling anymore, and he was't too old yet either, which made him perfect.
But all this didn't matter as soon as he opened the door for the girl he loved, because all that really mattered was her, and her alone. She was beautiful, as always, and his little nickname was all the more appropriate. He wanted her to know just how much he cared about her, and he never minded when she brought Cosita along. The dog was well-behaved and she knew where her place was. They were debating getting him a guard dog next year, since his security team worked a pair of them around the clock on the premises now anyway, but Xavier was slightly hesitant, though granted, his twin was making big promises that she'd make sure the dog they picked would be ideal. Instead of worrying about any of that though, he simply grinned and leaned his head down to kiss Bella gently, rubbing Cosita's head in the process and making sure that he scratched her behind her ears and under her chin, where she loved it most. I've missed you too, he told her gently with sparkling eyes, before drawing her inside and grabbing her bag from the doorstep, making sure that nothing else stayed behind as he closed the door to shut the world out for the time being. Axel's out for the weekend, I think he flew to Montana to visit his sister, but I can't be sure since he wasn't sure either, he explained the quiet of the house, he was also saying of going home to Denmark for something, so I really have no idea where he went, with his league of bodyguards in tow. It's a nightmare here now. Then again, better that than being shot all over. He refused to think about it though, and firmly shut his mind from those influences. He didn't need those. His smile was bright when he pulled Bella close to him again. How was your flight?
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Post by isabella liliana ortega on Oct 21, 2012 23:00:21 GMT -5
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- It was easy to forget the list of things she had to do when she was with him. She honestly couldn’t really remember a time when that wasn’t the case, even before they had gotten together. She was pretty sure that it was because he had such a commanding presence, that it was hard to not focus on him. She often found herself wondering how on earth things had turned out the way they had, how she had ended up falling in love with him. It wasn’t something she had been expecting at all, but it wasn’t something she regretted, honestly it was probably the best thing to happen to her. Just because she never thought that being in a relationship could actually make you so happy, but she had proof that it was honestly possible. Even though she had found herself staring at that magazine article for a few days after she had found it, she had promised herself she would try to ignore it. After all she had dealt with magazines before, it wasn’t like she didn’t know that their goal was to sell as many magazines as humanly possible. Plus it didn’t matter right now anyway, so she pushed all of her thoughts aside as he kissed her, and it honestly just made her forget what she had even been thinking.
“Good to know” she said with a smile when he said he missed her too.
She made sure she still had secure hold on Cosita as she stepped inside, she was about to say that she needed to grab her bag but of course he was already grabbing it for her. She had noticed that almost no one let her carry her bags, even though she was pretty sure she could carry them on her own. Either way she looked at him as he said that Axel was out for the weekend, and she nodded as X explained that he wasn’t sure what the plan had been. Bella could see him going to go visit his sister, especially with how close graduation was, and then she was pretty sure that final exams were approaching for both X and Axel so they probably wouldn’t be able to visit until June. Which made total sense, because Bella knew they would be on that boat too, since graduation was at the beginning of June this year. The league of bodyguards comment made her a bit curious, but she did understand why he probably would have so many people with him. Since the shooting incident, she was sure that all of the parents had doubled up security outside of Vineheart, because within the school walls she was pretty sure that they had hired a lot more security, even though it seemed like there weren’t that many people guarding as there had been during lockdown. Well from what she had heard, because she had not even been present the week the Vineheart students had been under lockdown. Still it was oddly quiet, which of course was something that she had always noticed about X’s place given that it was rather large and it was only really inhabited by the prince’s and their servants it did seem quiet at times. At his question, she shrugged lightly, she had noticed a pattern on the flight thing, it seemed that the flight attendants really weren’t keen on making conversation with her when she was alone, which had seemed really weird to her because it would make more sense for them to make conversation when she was the only passenger aboard.
"It was okay, the flight attendants didn’t talk to me again, it’s kind of weird I feel like they think I’m going to bite them or something. But they are always perfectly talkative when I’m with Dante.” she said as she looked up at him, “What about you, how are you?”
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Post by xavier on Oct 22, 2012 5:14:17 GMT -5
The magazine had sort of caught him slightly by surprise, though he scolded himself later on for not previewing something like this would eventually happen. They wouldn’t just leave Bella alone, after all, the Crown Prince of Germany was marrying a commoner, not some other princes, and that was bound to create booming titles all around. Things had been actually pretty quet, though Xavier sort of thought he had his parents to thank for that. While Anselm was generally pretty liberal and okay with what the press posted all around, and the relationship between the press houses and the German royal family was pretty positive, he didn’t tolerate nosy rumours, especially not about the boy turned man who would eventually inherit the throne. That was still two years away though, and he had to admit that the prospect didn’t look half as daunting as he thought it might have at the beginning. He was more used to things by now, more used to the whole press propaganda, and the people following him everywhere he went in Germany, which was why he tended to keep only Auggie with him at all times, to at least try and blend in, and then of course there was the fact that he had had to establish his own PR office after the assassination attempt, because it all just went insane. Well, Tarti had organised that one, and Xavier hadn’t argued. His mother had turned from being frigid to being absolutely supportive when she saw this wasn’t just something of a one-day thing for her firstborn son. He was grateful that he now had her on his side though, because if anyone knew how to deal with everything, it was the formidable Queen o Germany, the Greenlandic princess who still held that haunting Scandinavian beauty even though she was beginning to show signs of her age. But in Xavier’s eyes, that only made her more beautiful.
But thoughts like that, and any others, were forgotten when he kissed her. Xavier had never imagined that he could feel like this, but with Bella, everything was so simple, so easy, and so wonderful. She made him feel confindent and grounded, and she also made him feel like he was the luckiest man in the world because he was marrying her. The fact that their wedding was practically around the corner didn’t phase him one bit, he was anxious to get it over and then whisk her off on their honeymoon where he would probably lock her phone away and not allow her to pick it up again until they landed back in Spain. Or maybe her mother could help him there, the woman tended to know what was best for her daughter and what worked the best too. Xavier was pretty sure she wouldn’t want Bella on the phone when she was supposed to be enjoying some quiet time with her husband. ALONE time as well. He sighed softly in content and grinned at her, their foreheads touching, Hey, give me credit, I haven’t flown down to Vineheart yet to kidnap you. He rubbed Cosita’s head again and allowed the little dog to lick at his fingers for a bit before he removed his hand and made sure that Bella’s bag was out of immediate way. Listening to her answer his question, and he chuckled with a shrug, I might have something to do with that. Unintentionally. You’re an engaged gir now, schöne, and you’re marrying into my family, which probably makes you seem out of their league now. It’s different with Dante because ... well, he’s Dante. People like talking to him because he’s generally talkative, but I’m pretty sure there isn’t incessant talking when he’s on board either. He shrugged his shoulders once again. Or it might be something else – how should I know, at the end? And you can put Cosita down now. I actually have some snacks ready for her – and for you, if you’re hungry. I’m better stocked now then I was last time. He grinned at the memory of ‘last time’ and the beckoned her to the kitchen, waving off one of the guys who were currently at the house as security detail. I’m afraid this won’t be my cooking since I really don’t know how to do it to save my life, but it should be good enough. he commented as he opened the fridge.
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Post by isabella liliana ortega on Oct 22, 2012 23:46:49 GMT -5
-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- She was pretty sure that her last few weeks in school would pass by quickly, and July would be creeping up at a faster rate. She was excited for the wedding, even though it had been a rather scary concept at first. The idea that she was going to be married in less than two months and that things would change had been something that had taken some time to adjust to. It wasn’t even because she was getting married, because she was extremely sure about her decision to marry X, it was more about the changes that would occur when it happened. Either way she was pretty sure that most of her worries were forgotten, and right now wasn’t even the time to focus on them. Still she let out a small laugh when he said that she had to give him credit given that he hadn’t gone down to school to kidnap her. She was pretty sure he would never honestly want to kidnap her, and it wasn’t like she would need much convincing when it came to spending time with X. She was at her happiest when she was with him, so kidnapping would obviously never be needed.
“You know you would never kidnap me” she said with a smile, “And if you did want to fly down, you know I’d never need convincing to spend time with you”
She watched him as he shrugged at her response, because what he said made sense. But still it was rather silly if she was getting treated differently because she was engaged to a prince. It didn’t necessarily mean that she was going to become some sort of snob now, in all honesty she didn’t think there was anything wrong with her personality so there was no need for her to feel like she was better than anyone else. Her life had just ended up going towards the route, but she was certain that if X hadn’t been a prince, she would still be just as keen to marry him as she currently was. She had found herself wondering if it was a bad idea to travel on her own just because it got kind of dull to sit in a quiet plane. Or maybe just talking to the flight attendants would be a good idea, just so that they knew that she wasn’t going to be a complete snob to them anyway. But still she knew that he was probably right in his thinking, but she didn’t say anything. When he said that she could put Cosita down, she looked down at the puppy who looked about ready to jump out of her arms anyway. So she put her down on the ground, and sure enough Cosita began to sniff her surroundings as was her usual custom. Snacks did sound good, but she wasn’t really all that hungry though she did want to let out a small laugh when he said that he was better stocked this time. She had learned that boys tended to not have a lot of food around, so it had been interesting to try and cook when she had been here the last time. But still him having actually food would be a good idea, and it wasn’t like she didn’t have the ability to cook, so as long as he had ingredients she was sure she’d be able to make something.
“I think I’m good with the food right now. As for you not cooking, I am still very able to make my own meals so I can cook if need me” she said as she looked at him, and she noticed something under his chin, “X, what happened under your chin?”
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Post by xavier on Oct 24, 2012 5:49:33 GMT -5
She was definitely giving him way too much credit for something as serious as kidnapping the woman you loved. Xavier wasn’t averse to the plan, but hey, he could always do with a touch up. And besides, he was pretty sure that once she figured out what was going on, she wouldn’t be entirely averse to it. Bella was just like that, she was prim and proper, but when you gave her enough to work with, she kind of went with the flow and didn’t worry too much. He wondered mildly whether it would be the same for after they were married and she was actually in Germany, and she would have to stop worrying about Dante. H had given her two years for the whole training someone else process, and that was pretty generous, something both his parents had wondered at, but he had explained that he honestly couldn’t live with himself if she’d be miserable at best. He wanted her to be HAPPY, not angry with him, though he had seen servants basically not worry about anything after they were engaged or married. Things tended to work themselves out anyway, and he was sure that if he had demanded that Bella come to Germany with him at once, that Spain would just have to deal with it, it wasn’t as if there was no one available to take up the position, and Dante could sulk all he wanted but he had his own life and Bella had hers, he couldn’t expect her to always be there for him. But as it so happened, that was out of the question, and they would just have to go through the whole process of waiting two more years ... as calmly as possible.
Hm you never know, maybe I would’ve come for you in the middle of the night to drag you to a deserted island, he teased her with a smile, you have no idea what I’m capable of when I want something. Or someone, mor specifically. His expression was very gentle and happy when she admitted that spending time with him wasn’t a bother and she preferred it to a lot of other things, which definitely made him a happy camper. He wanted her to be happy, at all costs, and he would do anything to make it happen. Xavier was willing to go to extreme lengths, and the fact that he was a crown prince only served as making that task very easy for himself. Like, stocking the kitchen this time as opposed to the last time she was here. Xavier had learned his lesson there and made sure the fridge was kind of full, though granted Auggie made a face at that and tended to make fun of him all around. It was probably not the best idea to have a bodyguard who was as sarcastic as you were or an even bigger playboy. But Auggie was also super good at his job, which was better than Xavier could say about a lot of people, so when he opened the fridge it didn’t surprise him to see some of his friend’s snacks all over the shelves as well. They needed to do some arranging here though. He pulled out the plate he had prepared earlier and placed it on the counter before rumaging around for Cosita’s snacks. The puppy ran over to him when she heard a bag opening, and the prince laughed gently, showing her the dog biscuit he had and she immediately sat on her hind legs and pleaded for it, wagging her tail happily. Yeah you’re a little clown, here, he told her and let the biscuit drop. She caught it before it landed on the floor and happily munched on it. He grinned at Bella, That’s good and yeah, Auggie made sure that there’s enough food in there now, just ignore the random things that pop up on the shelves though, those are his snacks ... and he tends to leave them all over. He shrugged his shoulders, then sighed when she noticed his chin, and lifted a hand to lightly touch the bruise there. I was hoping it’d fade more before you got here. That’s a gift Tornado gave me after he threw me off him. He was in a foul mood. Again, the broad shoulders shrugged. The horse was a badass, but he was also badass at winning ribbons and trophies, so Xavier wasn’t getting rid of him, ever.
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