Aesthetic Credits – Popcorn- my fussy eater Pinterest / Toast-uspaah Pinterest/ Jewellery-ruby lane vintage Pinterest / Redhead- hair & makeup & Steph instagram / Hand kiss-onlydates.co.uk Pinterest / Beard kiss- rahne rosier Pinterest / Hug-Brit moren Pinterest / Orchid-nigosh Instagram / Lodge-veesko Pinterest – I don’t own any of these images, their rights belong to their ownersImportant – My TRR MC is Viktoria Petit, and my King Liam is called King Istvan
Disclaimer – Characters are Pixelberry’s, not mine (except OC’s), this is just for fun & I don’t make any money from it.
Note – This fic started it’s life on Tumblr because tmarie82 said she missed Drake & Cassie…
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Istvan and Viktoria were in the back of a town car. They’d been at a conference in Fydelia with Godfrey, or ‘Chuckles the Hobbit’ as Vik constantly called him behind his back, causing Istvan to scold her with a smirk on his face… One day his wife would forget where she was and cause a riot, he was sure of it…
The corgis were strapped into their little travel harnesses. Viktoria had dozed off, her head resting against Istvan’s strong chest as he stroked her dark hair, arm gently wrapped around her, the other hand holding a small tablet, the king had so much work on that getting this weekend away had been really hard, he knew that monarchy business was going to keep cropping up, so he’d make the most of the travel time to scythe through what he could…
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Olivia was barking orders at delivery men,
“Why is everyone so bloody incompetent?? I asked for red chair covers with black and silver bows!! This is unacceptable!! Get your boss on the phone!!”
She knocked back a glass of fizz to settle her nerves. What was wrong with her? She never got like this when she was arranging the Lythikos festival or any of the grand balls, it was only a silly birthday party with her friends… She shook her head and muttered,
“You’re going soft Nevrakis…”
She’d become quite attached to her little group of friends, to the point that she really cared that they all turned up for her birthday and that they all had a good time… She snapped back from her thoughts as she saw two burly men manhandling a suit of armour,
“NO NOT OVER THERE!!!!”
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Drake groaned and put his head in his hands as Maxwell and Cassie belted out the words to ‘Country Roads’ while Thor bayed and howled in time from the back of the jeep,
“Guys it was just wonderful the first time you sang it, but have you never heard that expression, less is more?”
Maxwell shrugged and winked,
“House Beaumont’s motto is that ‘more is more’…”
Drake raised an eyebrow, “I thought it was ‘the depths remember’?”
Maxwell nodded wistfully,
“Well, if you want to be traditional about it, yes, but I thought ‘more is more’ was a modern take on Beaumontism: you know peacocks, epic Bashes, breakdancing, hippo tattoos…”
Cassie piped up, “Drake what is our house motto baby?”
Drake shook his head,
“Cassie we don’t have a ‘house’…”
Cassie giggled and took his hand, “Sure we do, House Kapranos-Walker!”
Drake groaned as he kissed her hand,
“You know you need to be a noble. Or marry one, right? And you know that isn’t me baby.”
Maxwell pulled a face, sniffing,
“That’s so sad. Alexa, play Despacito…”
Cassie bit her lip, ignoring Maxwell as she pulled Drake’s face close to hers, searching his deep brown eyes as she whispered,
“You’re the most noble man I’ve ever met Drake Walker… And who says we can’t call our cookie little family whatever we want… I love you.”
Thor howled in agreement from the back as Drake gave Cassie a soft kiss on the lips,
“And I love you.”
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Hana worried her lip between her teeth as the small private plane began its decent into Cordonia’s airport, it had been a long flight back after a frankly insane few days at New York Fashion Week. A hand rested gently on her knee,
“Hana? Why do you look so uptight? I thought you were looking forward to seeing all of your friends?”
Hana smiled brightly,
“I am, I’ve just missed them, plus a lot’s happened since I left, I know we’ve all been in touch but it’s just different coming back, I’m being silly, I know!”
Hana squeezed the hand warmly.
“You’re being so silly, they’ll all be desperate to catch up with you. You know I’m looking forward to meeting them all, right? I’ve heard so many fun stories I feel like we’ll hit it off straight away.”
Hana laughed,
“Ever the voice of reason. I can’t wait for them to meet you too. I never introduced my friends to someone before, honestly I feel kind of shy about it. But this is special, and you’re so special… They’re going to love you. And I’m sure it will be mutual. I just wish I’d mentioned ‘us’ to them before now!”
Hana leaned into the gentle reassuring kiss and warm embrace of her lover as the landing gear touched the tarmac.
TBC – VP 💖
