So uh... Marry me? - Nathan

Dear Mr. Blake Russo. You are a suitable candidate to marry the Royal Princess Eleanor Beaumont. We advise you to consider this union. A meeting has been arranged for you to meet Princess Eleanor. If further time to consider is needed, that can be arranged. Otherwise an answer is expected by the end of the meeting. The Princess look very much forward to meet you.

The meeting will take place the 24th of March in the park in Gaia.

On behalf of his Royal Majesty Corentin Beaumont and her Royal Highness Delphine Beaumont. - Letter sent to Nathan.

Eleanor had been given a list to look through. One of them would become her husband, if she didn't managed to make a run for it. She very much considered it. But she kept hearing Raphael's voice in the back of her mind. He had always been the more responsible one. He would be able to do all of this alone, Eleanor wasn't. She didn't want to be princess, if it meant having to chose allegiance over happiness. Would this marriage mean she would have to give up love? Her father kept telling her he loved her mother, but she didn't understand that. Being forced into a marriage is rarely the best foundation for it. The list had, as she expected, been filled with French nobility, which mostly was old men. But there were a few candidates that made sense to her. Most of them were still French, which could be okay, but she wanted something different. If she had to marry someone, she wanted it to be someone exciting. In the end, the only American on the list had gotten her sign of approval. A few of the French were a back up, in case this man didn't want to marry a complete stranger. She would understand. She had flown to London and driven in a car with her bodyguards from there. She looked over at one of them. He was a tall man, around 40 and looked very ex-military. "You do know we are essentially on a mission of love? Might want to lighten up." He didn't. Eleanor sighed and looked out the window of the car. They stopped outside the park. "Let us go check the perimeter before exiting the vehicle, your majesty." They left the car. Instead of staying put as she was told, she just left the car. She received a strict look from both of them. "You guys need a drink. Are you allowed to drink on the job?" They didn't respond and just walked with her to where she was supposed to meet Nathan. She wondered if he would even show up. "Do you mind stepping back a little? You wouldn't want to scare the boy. Then I will have to say he said no to marrying me because of the two scary men who followed us like a shadow." They took several steps back, and she was beginning to be nervous. This was not the start of a love story, but it could be the start of the rest of her life. That was not an easy pill to swallow.

His mother had send him the letter, and at first he had put in this magical place called the trash cane. Then he was heading back to the academy with the key to his room. Roy and Lili was travelling around, Jess and Veronica had kids to take care of. Livia and Nathan were on some sort of break, not that they have had a big fight or anything. But there was some stuff going on in each their family that needed to get taken care of. Nathan had taken all the way back to New York, which he really hated - but did it anyways, and then again it was a swing with the wand and he was there - so no big deal. He had taken with his mother, and only listened because it was something that could effect Bryce - or himself. Nathan knew Bryce already had suffered enough through the time, and not to mention if they tried to put this on Nick. How the fuck did Nathan suddenly stand in this? He needed to get out before he actually would be a reasonable person. But anywas, he went back to his apartment and fished the letter up again and called in he would agree to at meet up. He wasn't interested in a new love affair or for that matter a relationship when he was in love with Livia. But perhaps she could have an eye open for trouble, he did always have flair for trouble.

He looked at this phone, and realized he was about to be late. So he again swung the magic wand and used it to get him to the park. His newest spell turned it into a ring - easier to hide from strangers. He turned around and saw the girl with the two mountains of bodyguards. He remembered the short time his father had given Jess bodyguards after Abigal had been a bad influence and Jess was starting to sneak out. Of course it hadn't stopped his sister back then.
"Wow, so who am I supposed to meet? How will I ever choose..?" He asked with a half smirk folding his hands like a kid having to pick something from the candy store. "I'm so sorry guys. If I was into," he narrowed his eyes trying to come up with a word, but stopped himself, "that.. it would have been perfect," he added placing his hand on his heart like it was meant with deep empathy. He looked at Eleanor.
"Do you want to go somewhere without them, Frank over there is giving me the death stare," he whispered to Eleanor and held his arm out. Of course he could just blink and do something magical he most likely would, he was just waiting. He was also sure the man wasn't called Frank, but who cared.

Eleanor stood quietly and was really beginning to think he wasn’t going to show up. But he did show up. Out of nowhere. If it wasn’t because she had found that nightclub run by a vampire, she wouldn’t have believed her own eyes. Now she was more aware of everything being a possibility. She snorted as his comment and looked at one of the bodyguards. She should know their names, but they were usually just her shadow. They barely talked to her anyway. She turned her head back to him. He was funny. This was a good start. Then at least she wouldn’t be bored today. ”Just give me a moment,” she said and walked to the bodyguards. She had made a deal with her father, that she didn’t have to have them follow her around all the time, if just they could track her. It was better than the alternative. She took the tracker and popped it into her pocket. They took forward a device where they could see her location. One of them gave her a nod and she returned to Nathan. ”Bye Frank,” she said and jumped on his name-wagon. It probably wasn’t his name, but she really didn’t know. She looked at him, curious as to why he showed up. It was such a bizarre situation, she expected most would just throw the letter away, unless they were hungry after power. He didn’t really strike her as that type of person, but then again, she had never been the best judge of character. ”Do you have a place in mind?” She asked him. She was likely to drop her tracker at some point, so she could do what ever the hell she wanted without any judgment. She didn’t need that. At some point, they would have to talk about this marriage thing, but for now, she just wanted to get her mind of the whole situation.

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