Page 23 of Royally Matched
As Lily and Max approached the royal stables, the groomsmen looked at them with surprise. Though Lily was known for her riding skills and had won many competitions in her youth, Max was more of a rugby guy—enjoying team sports rather than solo endeavors. Lily was certain it was the first time they had seen Max at the stables.
“Good afternoon, your Royal Highness,” a skinny, young groomsman said, rushing up to their side. Eyeing them both with curiosity, he asked, “What can I do for you?”
“I was hoping you could saddle up two horses for myself and Lady Liliana.”
Nodding his head, the groomsmen scurried off towards the equipment room.
“Are there nice riding trails around here?” Lily asked with interest.
“You know, if you had asked me that two hours ago, I would have had no idea. As it turns out, I looked into the matter and found out that the royal palace and grounds encompasses fifty acres. My great-great grandfather, King Rutherford, had trails established because his wife, Queen Anna, loved to ride. They’ve been kept up by the groundskeepers ever since as part of a decree he passed before his death. He wanted them to remain as a legacy to honor his wife who died before him.”
“What a romantic gesture! He must have loved her dearly to make such a bold declaration.”
Lily wondered if she would ever be loved that way. Max was the only boyfriend she ever had. They were teenagers when they were together; not to mention the relationship was short-lived. As an adult, she pushed men away, claiming she didn’t have time for dating. The truth was, she didn’t want to get hurt again. As a hopeless romantic at heart, Lily wanted the grand gestures, the flowery words, and epic vows of forever, but was unsure she would ever find a man who could do it.
A few moments later, the groomsman returned with their horses. “Do you need me to ride along with you?”
Max turned to Lily and asked, “Do you think it’s necessary?”
Lily shook her head. “No, I’m quite capable of teaching you anything you would need to know. We’ll take it easy for our first time out.”
Once the groomsman helped them both up onto their horses, Lily went over the basics of riding with Max. “That’s right. Make sure you use the reins to direct your horse where you want to go. If you pull them to the left, he’ll go left. If he goes too fast, pull back on the reins; you can also use your legs to push in at his side which will let him know to slow down.”
“You’re superb at teaching,” Max complimented.
“Thanks. It’s probably because I’ve been around children often while working overseas with different foundations and the U.N.” Then giving him a playful wink, she added, “You’re not much different from most of them, so it’s easy to teach you.”
“Ha ha” Max laughed sarcastically, “I’m more mature than that.”
“Are you though?” she asked with a quirk of her eyebrow.
“If I wasn’t, could I do this,” he said, pushing his legs in at the side of his horse and taking off down the nearby trail.
Lily spurred her own horse to follow Max as she yelled behind him, “I think you’re getting a little too overconfident for your own good. Don’t come crying to me if you end up falling on your royal behind.”
Almost as if on cue, Max tumbled to the side, but he tried to right himself at the last moment. As he was hanging off the side of his horse, he slowed his horse from a gallop to a trot, and finally a meandering walk, allowing Lily to catch up to him.
“Your horse got the better of you, didn’t he?” Lily inquired with a laugh. “I told you not to get so cocky.”
“Hey now, no need to bruise my ego. The horse did that enough for the both of us.” He tried to pull himself up, but the more he struggled, the worse he got tangled up in the stirrups and saddle. “Do you mind helping me out?”
Lily forced herself to hold back her amusement as she freed Max’s feet, then pushed him up and back into the saddle. Once he was there though, she couldn’t contain herself any longer. What started out as a small giggle, turned into fits of laughter.
“Seeing you hang off the side of the saddle had to be one of the funniest things I have ever witnessed. You should be really glad there weren’t any paparazzi around to see you like that.”
“I suppose you’re right. Lucky for me, only my future wife saw my vanity take a beating.”
“Lucky for you, your future wife kind of found it adorable.”
Max pulled his horse up close to hers, moving towards Lily as he asked, “Did you now?”
Lily nodded. “I find it rather charming to see you trying new things without caring how it makes you look.”
“Maybe I should do it more often.”
“Maybe you should,” Lily said, loving Max’s closeness, which allowed their legs to brush up against one another’s.
He reached out his hand, rubbing his hand down the side of her arm. Closing the gap between them, Max leaned over and placed his lips upon hers. A spark ignited between them, causing Lily to stretch out her hand and grip the front of his shirt to steady herself.
As Max pulled back, Lily smiled. She had known it would feel wonderful to kiss him again, but nothing prepared her for what just happened. It made all their other kisses pale in comparison. Perhaps it was eight years of pent up desire on her part, or perhaps the maturity they both possessed now. Whatever the case, it was a good thing she would marry Max, because she wouldn’t want to kiss anyone else ever again. Lily didn’t know when it happened, but somewhere between their secret engagement to right now, she had fallen in love with the Crown Prince of Triola again.
