Thread: My Princess.. Er.. Prince. (WishXDon't)

Good, at least he could count on her agreeing with him. A soft sigh of relief left Ewan's lips as he pushed away from the balcony and started for the doors, pulling one open and almost ushering Riley inside before he closed the door behind them. Gently he placed a hand against her lower back, practically pushing her along as he moved through the crowds. Every couple of steps they took they were interceded which only seemed to frustrate Ewan as he politely, or as politely as he could, rejected any offer they made towards them before he moved around and continued towards the door. By the time they finally reached it the prince was fuming, glaring at the last person who stepped in front of them and continued to do so until they moved. With an intake of a breath Ewan stepped forward, pulling the large throne room door open and once again ushering Riley out of it. After making sure the door was closed firmly behind them Ewan leaned back against it, hand coming up to run through his hair and mess up the perfect way his servants had placed it in. He could almost seem them scowling at him and the very thought made him smirk slightly. Yes, the moment he got to his room he was ripping the damn suit off and getting back into his usual leathers. The scratch of cotton against his skin was nerve wracking as it was and then the whole ceremony.. His thought process trailed off as his eyes caught the movement of Riley's wedding dress, eyes darting up to her for a moment before he pushed away from the door and reached out to take her hand. Come along. I will show you where you will be staying while our castle is being finished. He gave her a all to well practiced smile, fingers gentle as he took her hand and placed it on his elbow before he started leading her down the hall. Each time a servant passed they would bow, a sign of respect around the castle, before they would continue on their way. My father has a thing about respect. He demands it. He said the words softly, barely even looking at her as he spoke. The last time he had looked at her, which was when they were standing before each other, he couldn't keep himself from staring so the last thing he wanted then was to be caught staring at her again. Standing in front of each other was one thing but when walking as they were it wouldn't of been so acceptable. Ewan paused when they reached the room, pushing the door open for her and allowing her to walk inside before he was inside with her. just being in his room was a relief and Ewan had no reserves about showing it, shoulders sagging slightly as he walked past Riley and further into the well lit room. The room itself was spacious but it was obvious that there wasn't much in there unlike most of the nobles rooms. Two dressers sat against one wall across from the bed, two doors which obviously led to the bathroom and the closet and a four post bed made up the furniture inside it. Of course there was a mirror on the wall along with a painting or two but what took up the most space was the windows. They lined the wall, opening to a single balcony that faced the courtyard. It was beautiful really. I left your bags on the bed. He pointed at the bed before he yanked at his tie, dropping it to the floor before the jacket quickly followed after it. The buttons came undone one by one with quick fingers, feet carrying him towards the closet as he walked. Right before he got to the closet though he growled softly, ripping the last three or four buttons off just to get the damn thing off and toss it to the ground i frustration. Right before he disappeared in the closet Riley could see the hard muscle that laid beneath the shirt, just a glimpse before he passed through the door and out of sight.