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Garfield wouldn’t stop smiling until they reached the castle. Rachel was going to be living in there, with him. She would have 2, no, 3 rooms for her things. They would probably hire a maid. She would live like a princess. Who knows, with some time, she might become a princess.

The Green prince couldn’t deny his feelings for her. She was in his dreams for peat’s sake! What part of that doesn’t scream ‘I’m in love with you’? She was beautiful and she understood him. They don’t get much better than that. She was perfect.

There was one thing about her that he didn’t quite get, though. In his dream, she seemed so much more outgoing. In reality, she was so confined. Garfield’s dreams had shown him so much more of her, physically and emotionally. Now that he knew her, she was untouchable. A porcelain doll, that if you touched, she would shatter in your arms.

Just thinking about his dreams made Garfield sweat. They were always so…heated. It was as if he could still feel her fingers running gently through his shaggy hair. Of course, in his dreams he wasn’t green. Oh God, she was beautiful. As fragile as she was, Rachel could hold her own. She was not a little girl, just a complicated one. Such a complicated, conflicting, beautiful, gentle…

“Prince Garfield….PRINCE GARFIELD!” Dick practically screamed at his spaced out brother.

Garfield shook his head, “….hmmm?”

“Where exactly do you plan to have Rachel stay? We don’t have extra rooms just lying around,” Dick stared expectantly at the green prince.

“Well, we could expand. Three more rooms won’t be that hard to do…”

Both Rachel and Dick’s eyes went wide, “Three?”

“Well, of course. We can’t just ask Rachel to move out and come with us without offering something more suitable for what she does. Come now, brother. We are humble people. I’m sure we can muster up the courtesy and time to expand for our dear FRIEND.” The last part came out a little more stern than Garfield expected.

Dick just sat there, dumbstruck. Rachel sat there, emotionless, “I do not need three rooms. I would be fine with just one.”

“Nonsense!” Garfield exclaimed, “You will need a room for your books, a room for doing spells and stuff, then a personal room. There is no need for you to be so humble. You saved my life, Rachel. Let me do this for you.”

Rachel was slightly surprised by his kindness. Why was he being so generous? He brought her saving his life up so it seemed like it was some intricate process. To him, it was a huge deal, but really, his antidote took 5 minutes to make. She was a sorceress. It was not very difficult.

The empath was so surprised when the royals had appeared at her door. Garfield had appeared many times in her dreams before she had actually met him. He was such a loving person, and no different in reality. He was gentle and kind, sweet and flowing. Garfield brought out the best in her.

Her thoughts switched back to the Dragon King. The brutal man’s selfish and crafty behavior had completely destroyed her trust in emotions. They were easily tricked, and often blind to obvious faults. Her emotions are what had led the kingdom in its down-spiral and left her with a heart in pieces. It was then that Rachel decided to lock her emotions away.

Though, she didn’t mind the frequent…visits…Garfield made in her dreams. He smelt like evergreen trees and apple cider, two of her favorite smells. His lips were so soft and sweet. Rachel couldn’t help but let her emotional guard down. It was when she found out he was real, that she put her guard back up. When a dream becomes so powerful it’s real, usually that leads to destruction.

Still, Garfield was slowly etching by her emotional barriers. Rachel could feel it…

“Does that work ok, Rachel?” Stone, Dick, Kori, and Garfield were staring at her. Rachel gulped and threw her hood up, hiding her slightly pink face.

“Could you repeat that?”

“Of course,” Dick smiled, “Would it be alright if, while your rooms are in progress, you stayed in Garfield quarters? He has a spare bed and plenty of space for your things.”

“Yes,” Rachel’s cheeks turned even more pink, “That will be fine. Thank you.”

Dick nodded and Garfield blushed slightly. No one noticed except Rachel.

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Garfield spun around before landing softly on his bed, “This is it. This is home.”

All Rachel could do was just stand in the doorway with her mouth agape. His room was huge. A more appropriate term was rooms. There was at least 5 of them, “This is amazing.”

“Thank you, it’s not much but-“

“What are you talking about? Your quarters are huge,” Rachel, trying not to look childish, ran into one of the rooms. In there, she found a huge tub for bathing, with jets and everything. It was the bathroom, but it was about the size of her bedroom at the cottage.

“So, this will work for now?” Garfield stood there awkwardly. She was so excited about his measly bathroom. There’s no telling how she might react to the surprise he had in store for her.

“It will work? This is more than I could have ever asked for!” Rachel paused, taking a long look at
Garfield, “Thank you.”

“Oh, this is just how I usually live, it’s nothing much.”

“No,” Rachel took a step forward, automatically inclining Garfield to do the same, “Thank you for taking me into your home.”

“You’re welcome,” The two kept on taking small steps towards each other. Neither of them could stop and neither of them wanted to. Garfield wanted to be close to her. He wanted to love her, caress her, tell her how much she really meant to the young prince. He wanted to tease her until the moment was right. He wanted her to want him as much as he wanted her.

She wanted him. Oh, Rachel wanted him so bad. His lips were sitting there, taunting her. Telling the empath how much they wanted her. The sorceress had to stop herself from mauling him with her desperate need for him. He was teasing her and she knew it.

They were toe to toe. The prince towered over Rachel with a good foot, but she was the female in the situation. No one had the upper hand. The two had reached a stand still. It was then Garfield remembered his surprise.

“Close your eyes.”

Rachel raised her brow at the green prince. He just gave her a mischievous smile and spoke again, “Close your eyes.”

Reluctantly, Rachel closed her eyes; letting her other senses alert her of the outside world. Garfield then took the empath by her shoulders and spun her towards the door. Carefully, he maneuvered her until they had reached a downward spiraling staircase.

“Going down”

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“Garfield Logan Greyson, will you just tell me where we’re going?” Rachel was getting irritated. The whole while down the spiraling staircase, the prince had said nothing. She wanted to know what sort of ‘surprise’ he had in store for her.

After what seemed like hours, the two had finally reached their destination. Taking a deep breath, Garfield turned to Rachel, “You can open your eyes now.”

The empath was shocked at the scene before her. It was the largest selection of books that she had ever seen. The ceilings went at least 20 feet up (no wonder there was so many stairs). Beautifully decorated pillars held the whole thing up. The whole room was lit up by candels on the pillars. Every wall was covered with books. There was a fireplace with a few chairs surrounding it. It was heaven.

“Garfield, I….I don’t know what to say,” Rachel just stood there, still admiring the whole room.

The green prince went and stood in front of the sorceress. His face looked even more handsome under the candlelight, “I’m glad you like it.”

“It’s amazing.”

“My family,” Garfield gestured for her to sit in one of the chairs. She was immediately relieved. They were so comfy, “My family had been collecting these books for centuries. Mother spent her whole life down here. Usually it’s lit by skylight but its dark outside.”

Rachel had just noticed the panels of glass on the ceiling, “This is completely separate from the palace?”

“Yep,” Garfield smiled, “and all underground.”

“Wow.”

“I know.”

Rachel sighed. If she could, she would live here forever. She had books, she had light, and she had Garfield. How much better could life get?

Calls from upstairs grabbed the two’s attention. Hurrying to the staircase, Garfield called up to his brother.

“It’s a letter,” Dick’s voice was faint, but still audible, “from our father.”

Garfield could hardly breathe. They hadn’t heard from their father in years. He was an ambassador on the opposite side of the world. When he left, he named Dick king. Since he left, Mother had passed, and Dick got engaged.

Rachel looked at him expectantly, “well, are you going to go up there?”

“Not without you.”

Groaning, Rachel followed him, secretly happy that he didn’t leave her down there. The happiness that she had would soon fade to sorrow, for the upcoming news was anything but well.