Chapter 3

I felt the chill of his words sink deep down into my bones. There Matches were Royals as well? How?

Since they invaded our world, we've had one Royal Match come to our town. One! Not three!

Good lord, our town will be scared out of its mind. Doors will be triple locked. Curtains and blinds electrically closed tightly.

Not that we had weapons to hurt a Royal or its security team. Oh no, they wiped out all our protections. We aren't even allowed knives! Do you know how hard it is to cut steak without a Knife?

Well that's a lie.

We don't prepare a single food item. That's ancient history. No farm factories or dairy plants. Just plain old ask and you shall receive what you desire.

We call it food magic. Of course it has an actual name that no one can pronounce. Their language is foreign to us. Pet's aren't allowed to know a single word from the Match's language. This includes my mother. Father says, if he were to give her one single definition, she could be put to death. He loves her to deeply to let that happen.

"Three royals in our town?" My father chuckles with enthusiasm. "You three are in for a suprise. They are sure to lavish you in gifts and pleasure."

"Father!" I shriek with horror. Why would he say that to his own daughter? It's gross on so many damn levels. Shaking my head, I give each twin a swift and warm hug.

"Chrissy, you may not see the importance of this Match, but I do. The three of you will be greatly taken care of. There is nothing you will want for, as it will be at your beck before you have the chance to call." I could hear the pride strongly in my fathers voice. This was like a dream come true for him.

"What if I do not want all that? Huh father, then what?" Fisting my hands, I take a few steps back. Not knowing what he would do when I provoked him in public, scared me deep down. All Match have a temper. Their magic amplifies it.

Before he could utter a single word, his turns and grabs my mothers hand. They disappear inside the transporter within seconds. I knew it was his way of backing off. If there had been other Match's near, then he'd have to publicly punish me. I only hope my mother could ease his temper down a notch before I see him next. He's had to punish me twice in public and hated every moment of it.

"Chrissy, what was that all about?" Nathan comes to stand in front of me. His hands shaking slightly.

I shrug, not wanting to voice my thoughts to the world. The twins knew it too. Ears are everywhere.

Grasping them in my hands, I ignore all the warning bells going off in my head. Instead I convince the guys to join me in the water for one last summer race.

We may have twenty-nine days til our birthdays, but that didn't mean I was stupid enough to hang out with them after today. With all three of our Match's being Royals, it put a damper on our situation.

My father may be happy, but I know deep down he fears for me as well. We've heard rumors of how viscous some of the Royal Match's are. I know he has seen one or two in action before, but won't speak on it.

The water was refreshingly cool to the touch. Sending delicious shivers racing across my skin as I dive hands first into the deep dark depths of the lake. In the area we usually swim and race, the ground is no where to be found. We've dropped heavy rocks attacked to strings hundreds of feet long and still the string slips from our fingers.

I've secretly desired to drain the lake and see what is at the bottom. Will there be a lost and forgotten city or rather a large amount of slimy bones and gooey mud?

"Chrissy stop day dreaming! Your going to loose if you continue on swimming like my grandma!" Nathan shouts nearly ten feet ahead of me.

His strong arms slicing through the water like a freshly sharpened knife. Damn bastard knew how to swim. He and Jorl are my only two competitors.

Pushing my arms, I try to speed past him. Without luck he kicks off the buoy and flips around. Jorl seconds after him. I do not need to see their faces as they pass me to know they have smirks on them. Clearly they are having a blast at me falling behind.

Reaching the brightly colored buoy I flip in the water and plant my feet on the slimy surface before bending my knees and pushing off. Shooting through the water, I try to gain the missing time I spent day dreaming.

Ignoring all else, I push my arms and body through the water at an amazingly fast speed. Nearing the beach I lift my head up to see, my fingers an inch away from Nathan and Jorl's feet. Smirking, I reach for Jorl's ankle then Nathan's. With the added weight of my body, they jerk back in surprise. Giving me enough time to swing my feet in front of my body and plant them firmly on their backs. Forcing the two handsome men down a few inches in the water.

Using their bodies, I spring forward and jump towards the sandy beach. Gracefully walking a few steps away from them, I turn and bend down with the sweep of my arm. Bowing gracefully, thanking them for helping me win.

Of course all I hear is mumbling grumbles from their end. "Cheater!" Nathan snarls playfully as he shakes the water out of his hair.

Quickly my eyes scan Jorl. His feet silently move through the sun kissed sand. Guessing at his motives, I turn to sprint away from the water. Unlucky for me, he catches me around the waist.

"Nathan help me with this wench. I believe she deserves a dunking for her trickery." When ever Jorl jokes around his evil grin scares the living day lights out of me.

"Don't you evil twins dare!" I shout with suppressed glee. Being thrown in the water sent a rush of energy through my body. I absolutely loved it.

"You two shouldn't if you want to live through the night," a deep monotone voice snaps harshly from behind the three of us. My guess, he's up by the picnic tables.

Coming to a halt Nathan and Jorl slowly place me on the ground and take a few steps away. Making sure we had at least two arms lengths between us.

The three of us turn around on the balls of our feet. Fear shoved down our throats, forcing us to act stiffly.

The man who spoke, is he my Match? If he is, I pray Nathan and Jorl will not suffer at his hands.

"You three were warned nearly an hour ago to separate from opposite gender. We realize now, we should have forcefully separated each one of you to your Matches private sleeping quarters," his words boom across the sandy beach.

Sending horrifying shivers down my spine, I close in on myself. I may not wish to meet my Match, but to stand up and fight his guards would be not wise in the least bit. He wouldn't kill me, of that I know. But the punishment for denying him my body and soul? I do not wish to contemplate what the out come would be.

"Chrissy you need to be up here in the next thirty seconds. Do not make me remind you of what statues your Match holds," he once more barks out.

Not wanting to anger him, I quickly sprint to his side. My head facing the ground in a submissive form.

"Good, now we will take our leave." Turning he ushers me forward with his out stretched hand.

My mind and heart craved to say goodbye to my childhood friends. Who knew if I would ever see them again. Logic told me to keep my head down and march forward to the transporter room.

My heart won out.

Turning, I smile and wave goodbye. They did the same as two men stood by their sides with furious snarls etched clearly on their faces.

I pray we will see each other again. My heart aches at the thought of never seeing their smiling faces when we joke around. Or when we lay on the beach and stare up at the stars on a warm summer night, laughing and joking.

"Chrissy, you've stepped out of line. Your Match will hear of this bond you have with these two males. As will theirs. Be forewarned they will not take kindly to you three flirting with each other. If you are ever let out of your room after he hears about your heavy petting of their bodies, I will be surely surprised."

Pushing the code into the transporter, he steps to the side of me as three more guards crowd around me. Protecting me on all sides. Dear lord, what have I gotten myself into now?

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