I wished I had either a camera or a smartphone to take a picture. The background, check. My outfit, check. The lighting, check. Hot handsome model, check. The camera was what was missing.
Too bad.
We went to an underground parking lot and I got to see a lot of cars. Forget the fact that I was from earth and should support earth but I could not help but conclude that all the cars on earth got their inspiration from this world.
Crazy right? But if you had seen what I was seeing, you would not be able to argue with me or think it's crazy of me to say that.
At the end of it all, I was forced to go in the same car as the girl that called me a pervert. Like seriously, could those get any more annoying. She was disgusted with the fact but she was the same person who requested to go with me.
"Do you have a problem with me?" I asked her displeased as the flowery scent of her perfume filled the car.
I was not offended or uncomfortable with it but it was annoying because it only reminded me constantly that there was a girl boring holes into my being with her eyes and if given the opportunity, she would not hesitate to plunge a knife into my heart.
"If you have a problem with me, just say that," I told her again.
I know you must be wondering why I care because my whole existence as her stepbrother was irritating to her enough for her to look at me in such a manner that threw her elegance out of the window that wasn't even open.
Well, I seriously wanted to know because she could have gone with her parents and sister but she chose to ride with me for reasons I wanted to know.
"The king still hates our family and I will make sure to change it all. The banquet is to also celebrate his engagement. I want to know what you saw in his fiancée that made you fall in love with her," she told me coldly with pride as it looked like her elegance and comportment had jumped back into the car.
I paused.
Do you understand what is happening here I do? My beloved stepsister needed to me train her to be as good as the king's fiancée so she could win the king's heart.
I felt a strong urge to laugh out at how pathetic she sounded especially after she called me a pervert.
Call me petty but I was yet to revenge. I have never been called a pervert in all my life but she called me that without because I was never into older women no matter how beautiful they are.
Well, it's not like she was aware of that anyway. I looked away from her out of the window I was yet to look out of since the journey began because of the discomfort her gaze gave me.
I needed advice from one of those very sarcastic girls in my classroom. I was not one to exchange words with a girl because my mother trained me to be a gentleman so I could not choose the right words.
She asked me the same question again when I was getting absorbed by the beautiful scenery out of the window.
It was nighttime but the nighttime natural satellites were full and I could see enough to know that it was a beautiful mixture of nature and technology to make it the wealthy people's town no one on earth could afford to live in.
My conclusions, right? I wouldn't lie okay unless I am in a coma on earth and this was all a dream.
Whatever!
I got pulled out of my thoughts when my stepsister shook my shoulder with a firm grip that surprised me that it was coming from a frail-looking girl like her.
"What do you want?" I asked her with the calm expression a gentleman will wear at that moment.
"What was so special about her?" she asked me angrily.
"She was beautiful," I bluntly answered her although like you know, I don't know what the fiancée looked like I was certain that she would have to be an exceptional beauty to win the heart of the king.
She scoffed offended but it was not my fault. I don't have the memories to know anything about the love life of the man whose body I now occupied.
I rolled my eyes and looked out of the window at the trees and buildings around. I was impressed by how they could merge nature and such out-of-world civilization.
"Do you mean I am not beautiful?" she asked me shaking my shoulder again. I was unaware of how long it would take to get to the place and if I would have to endure this torture, it won't be funny.
"She was also elegant," I replied to prevent her from shaking my shoulder again.
"Am I beautiful enough this night?"
"That is for the king to decide," I replied her shaking my head in disapprobation.
She hissed and I could feel her gaze move away from me before she murmured, "You two have the same tastes."
There is no need for me to say anything else, right? I did not even like her. Why? Don't forget she called me a pervert.
Finally, we were driving in through a gate but that happened to be the beginning of it all as the journey between trees continued endlessly.
I yawned and rested on the window of the car.
I felt a hand shaking my shoulder, a very feminine one. I groaned aloud forgetting my mother's teachings. I turned and glared at her.
Why does it have to be her again waking me from my dream? I saw my mother for goodness sake. Please help me.
"We have arrived and it seems our family arrived last. That is not a good thing considering how we should be careful around the king," she told me ignoring my glare as she wore a raw worried look.
I straightened my tuxedo and stepped out of the opened door of the car. I adjusted my tie and when my stepsister came to my side which gave me time to look around, I followed her towards the large opened doors dozens of steps ahead.