If you missed Part 1 of Olivia’s story here is the link. Castle of Dreams
****************************
Olivia was sitting in her room trying to read. The book was intriguing, but not intriguing enough to stop her mind from returning to the castle. It had been a week since she had ran away from the castle. She tried to distract herself with other things and forget about the abandoned castle that she had come across on her walk. The one she had visited, dreaming about her Prince. What had caused the crash of the wine bottles that day she was there? What caused the shadow that she had seen, as she ran out of the castle in fear? She was one to not let go of questions easily, so she knew what she had to do. Putting down her book, she went to take a walk.
Inside she was shaking as she knocked on the door of the castle. She waited and started to turn the knob as the door suddenly opened, causing her to jump! In front of her stood a young man who she guessed to be in his 20’s, like her. He had sandy brown curly hair, and a smile that made her speechless.
“HI! May I help you?” the man asked, as Olivia stood there with her mouth open.
Quickly she shut her mouth, but still no words came out.
“Are you Okay Miss?” The man was still smiling, but beginning to look a little concerned.
“I….I….just didn’t expect anyone to be here?” Olivia said.
The man looked at her, a little perplexed, “Then why did you knock?”
“I mean, I didn’t expect you to be here!”
Oh what was she saying, Olivia’s cheeks were starting to blush, she was always having problems with her words getting her into awkward situations!
“I am sor…sorry…I really should go.” She turned to leave, but the man reached out and touched her on her shoulder.
“No need to run off, I was just getting ready to eat, you are welcome to join me. My name is Brantley, what is yours?”
Olivia thought for a moment, dare she really go in? It wasn’t like her to just say Yes to lunch with strangers but Oh that smile! She did know karate, and wasn’t afraid to use it, so she gathered her courage and replied. ” My name is Olivia, and thank you, I would like that.” and she walked in the door.
She followed him down the long hallway to the table that she had seen before. There was one bottle of Chardonnay sitting in the middle of the table.
“I didn’t fix anything fancy, didn’t expect company. Especially not someone so pretty.”
Olivia felt her cheeks grow warm and she smiled.
“Not too many people show up here, its usually animals that I see. They are fun to watch, but don’t exactly make great conversationalists!”
They sat down at the table to eat some Strawberry-Avocado salad with ham and cheese sandwiches.
Olivia was talking when something brushed up against her bare legs, making her gasp!
Brantley laughed. “I see that Midnight came to say Hi! I hope you aren’t allergic to cats.”
Olivia looked down and saw the a coal black cat with emerald green eyes looking up at her.
“He can be quite the troublemaker sometimes! The other week he broke my wine bottles sitting on the table. He is lucky that he can also be so sweet when he purrs and just wants to lie on my lap. He keeps me company. This big castle does get lonely at times. Being out in the middle of nowhere enables me to be able to leave the door unlocked when I go out a lot, but loneliness can be a drawback.”
They talked well into the afternoon as they moved outside to a beautiful garden. Sat on the patio and shared some Chardonnay.
Olivia smiled to herself as they talked, and a warm feeling began growing in her heart. She laughed to herself remembering how he had tripped as they walked out to the patio. He said he felt like he had 2 left feet a lot. When he poured their drinks he accidentally spilled some on Olivia’s hand, while she was holding the glass. The poor guy apologized shaking his head.
“Being graceful is not a strong point of mine!” he claimed.
Who said that a Prince couldn’t be a little clumsy, thought Olivia. She was enjoying his company, feeling very relaxed and thinking that sometimes fairy tales do come true!
“Quickly she shut her mouth, but still no words came out.” Isn’t that what happens when you shut your mouth?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Beat me to it. “Mmmmph mmmph, mmmmmph!”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oooh if you would see my facial expressions at times when I read certain comments by certain people! LOL!
LikeLiked by 2 people
Shall these certain people remain nameless?
LikeLike
LOL! 😝
LikeLike
that’s the sound I make when I talk with my face mask on…
LikeLiked by 2 people
It is difficult to drink coffee with a mask on though I do enjoy looking like a bank robber.
LikeLiked by 3 people
if you drink the coffee right through the mask, it could be a useful filter for catching any stray coffee grounds.
And it’s ok to look like a bank robber these days; the people who frighten me are the ones who wear masks that suggest that there has been some sort of nuclear fallout…
LikeLiked by 3 people
You all have sly smiles as you type these comments don’t you, followed by laughter! 😛
LikeLiked by 3 people
Olivia sure is the trusting sort. Kind of dangerous to go into a strangers house like that. Lucky it worked out for her.
My alarm would have been strawberry avocado salad with cheese sandwiches. You sure you’re a man, Brantley, if that is your real name.
LikeLiked by 3 people
She knows karate remember! I am sure Betsy would have came to the rescue if needed!
Hey, it was ham and cheese sandwiches. I needed to keep it simple since a GUY was making it you know! And strawberry salad with avocado is good!
LikeLiked by 2 people
And he had a smile that makes women speechless. How do I get one of those? Of course that could be a bad thing.
LikeLiked by 2 people
You may have to ask him! 😉
I bope you noticed that NO animals talked in this story, just saying!
LikeLiked by 1 person
That I did find surprising knowing how you love talking animals.
I did expect her to play the piano for him at some point. Men need to know that a woman can entertain them.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I did think of her playing piano but then forgot. 🙂
“Men need to know….”.ooooh gosh!!
LikeLike
See? Another story with piano playing and singing animals.
LikeLike
“Singing animals?”
🤚😶!
LikeLike
Have to admit, I was wondering if the cat would start talking, too. But a prince in a castle is always fun, whatever the animals do 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
This time the cat was just a normal, purring cat. If it would have started talking Olivia probably would have ran out of the castle again thinking she was going crazy! 😉
LikeLike
That would be a very good thing. What I would give to smile and make women speechless. Or do anything else that shuts off their speech.
LikeLiked by 2 people
I missed seeing this. “Anything else that shuts off their speech.” Haha”! I think yoi are sounding a little overly eager about making them speechless!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sometimes, when I’m in the midst of a gaggle of gabbers, and can’t think straight or get in a word edgewise, I can feel such eagerness.
LikeLiked by 1 person
LOL! So you would just want them quiet for a few minutes so that you can think, or would it take longer for you? 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Just a few seconds would suffice. But such moments are extremely rare.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Shaking my head. We do have to stop to catch some air you know!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Right. And as one talker stops to take a deep breath, another immediately jumps in. This, I suspect, is a well-choreographed conspiracy among women to keep men’s mouths shut.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hmmm…..you could be onto something. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m hoping there is a karate scene…
LikeLiked by 3 people
Oh gosh! Nooo….hate to disappoint you, but this is the END of the story. Yes, that 3 letter tricky word!
LikeLiked by 2 people
say it ain’t so…
LikeLiked by 1 person
The end? With all the loose ends?
LikeLike
What loose ends?? She found ber Prince and they lived happily ever after, even if he was clumsy! 😜
LikeLike
That would be intriguing. Maybe Betsy could help.
LikeLiked by 2 people
some cowrate, perhaps…
LikeLiked by 1 person
….smacking my head!…
🤚😶
LikeLiked by 1 person
IF Betsy was in the story I am sure she would and probably would win! BUT you didn’t see her in the story. did you? And now its OVER….SO SAD! 😃
LikeLike
Are you telling me that it’s time to moooove on?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Oh you didn’t say that! You just had to get a pun in there didn’t you! Where is the poetry?? 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
There once was a sweet talking cow
Who got tired of her life with the plow
So she set off in search of lost treasure
With hopes of a life spent at leisure
Then one day visited a nice castle
But fell in to quite a large hassle
She met with a cat named Midnight
And they soon were involved in a big fight
But Betsy has practiced her cow-foo
And now Midnight is black AND blue.
LikeLiked by 2 people
😂
I was sitting here at work reading and then checked my phone and oh gosh! You did give me a poem! But Poor. Sweet Midnight!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Bathroom wall quality poetry to be sure.
LikeLiked by 1 person
HaHa! Oh its a step above that! And hey the book I was reading was sad, so it did make me laugh!
LikeLiked by 2 people
Somehow I missed all this fun last night, but it’s been fun reading the comments this morning.
I hope your overnighter went well, and you didn’t booze it up too much. I did manage to keep you down to catching one bottle yesterday.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You were distracted with the comments on your blog last night, which I was laughing to myself about. 🙂
Handling just one Stooge at a time is tricky , dealing with 2 at a time is even harder, 3 is just crazy! So I do my best to avoid that. LOL! 😄
Thanks, work went fine. Sometimes its not always a smooth night but last night was. I drank caffeine last night smartie, not alcohol! After all you just let me catch one bottle! I will have better luck today!
LikeLiked by 1 person
It seems as time goes by, you keep attracting more stooges. You may need to erect a circus tent above your blog.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I actually have thought about that lately! At how I have attracted more stooges , not about erecting a circus tent…..But…..!
I used to think I had my hands full when it was only Colin! What little I knew! And you all don’t realize how entertaining you are to my friends! They don’t comment online but I will hear from them, as they shake their heads saying, you have such a knack for trouble!
I have such helpful friends! LOL!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I guess we’re like a home entertainment center. Who needs a stereo or TV when you have us?
LikeLiked by 1 person
LOL!
LikeLiked by 1 person
What a sweet story with just the slightest element of romance. I like that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Monika! I like the subtle touch. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person