"Let me take you out. Talk over a glass of wine in one of the most expensive restaurants in town." He was pleading with me. I guessed we had to do that together. 
"Take me there." I said meow. 
"Girl I love it when you that. Are you sure you're not a feline? You know the witch of the north is good with transformation." Huh, what? 
"Witch of the north. What are you talking about Brendon? I'm more familiar with the witch of the East."
"Like in The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. You're right. I think I meant the east." 
We laughed in unison. 
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Twenty miles from the castle
City: Berxley 
Known for: Hot boutiques and their alcohol. 
"Voila," I said. I came out of the dressing room to show him how I looked with the red lingerie he chose for me. We were at a private luxurious boutique in a city called Berxley, that sold gorgeous items for a woman's body. Everything came in lots of sizes. For the thin, the average, the fit, and the busty. Welcome, you beautiful sexy women of all sizes. 
I liked that I had the freedom to choose whatever size I wanted. I was one hundred and fifty pounds and had a 36D breast size so sometimes getting something that fits well can be a burden. 
Brendon with two fingers touching his chin said, "I love that one on you. Get it and the black one. Can you try the plum one?" He was sitting down on a chair, his messenger bag at his feet. He was helping me out like an expert.
I got that and a couple more items and hit the streets with him again, his hand holding mine. He took me to other places and I enjoyed it so much. I'd never shopped for anything luxurious back home. Yup, there was a first time for everything. 
Hanging out in a bar with him was different. Back home, you had to be twenty-one and older. There, eighteen was just fine. "Let us choose the drinks wisely," he said. Yeah, we had to control what we drank. Brendon drinking in a public bar concerned me because any evil person could mess up his drink. But I guessed, there was a safety protocol that the people of this place had to follow when a royal was present. 
I drank a glass of some wine I'd never heard before. Some of it landed on an expensive red dress I purchased at a store. 
"Oops," I said. 
Brendon wiped it off with a napkin for me. "It is an accident. Do not worry. You'll get plenty of dresses." He kissed me on my lips. "Your lips taste marvelous by the way." 
"Thank you. Yours too." 
To hug me, he moved his stool closer to mine. I was given a lot of affection in this place. It made me feel like he was my boyfriend. At some point, Brendon moved his hand down one of my thighs. Just like that. There weren't any guests in the bar. The only other people in the bar were the bodyguards. So he did whatever he wanted to do. 
We were renting a room at a hotel so we went back there after drinking a few drinks. I enjoyed my day with him. "We should get all your things in that suitcase," he said. He was packing up my things. "I want to take you to one of my properties. You'll love it." He zipped up the suitcase and dived on top of the bed. 
I settled myself beside him and we both stared at the ceiling. Brendon held my hand. "Do you believe in true love?" I asked him. 
"I do. I think there's someone out there for everyone. True love exists." He turned himself over, kissing my cheek. 
"I hope I find it one day," I said. 
"You will." He took my hand in his and kissed the top of it. "Are you calling your family often?"