Here we are, ladies and gentlemen in Santorini, Greece. A beautiful destination; for honeymoon or anything to be honest—due to Emery wanting his freedom and some time off from his duties, he told his mother that we're going on our honeymoon.
Yes, on our honeymoon.
He planned it all with Evelyn—since she has been here before, she knows it better. The hotel, the beach, the venues, the events, almost completely everything. Evelyn did hint me that Emery wanted everything to be perfect and that it's just not just a little getaway from his duties or the castle but it's something more.
''Do you like it?'' He asks, hugging me from behind by wrapping his arms around my body before looking down at my face—making me smile, eyeing the resort.
''Like? I love it,'' I reply, turning around to face him; to my surprise, it causes him to lean in—kissing me on the lips, making me kiss him back. Our lips remain attached for a few more minutes, enjoying our kind of passionate moment together.
We break the kiss to find ourselves staring at each other, somehow realising that things are getting a little bit awkward than usual. I clear my throat as he heads outside; leaving me all by myself.
We're staying at the Anastasis Apartments where he and Evelyn had booked an Anastasis Suite for us. This room is for two people features a bedroom with white double kingsize built-in bed, a white traditional bathroom with shower, a room with Jacuzzi bathtub, a spacious living room with dining area, a fully equipped kitchenette and a private terrace with furniture overlooking the Aegean sea, the caldera and the sunset. One word; perfect.
My eyes wandering around the suite, thinking of how grateful I should be; having this kind of perfection for my honeymoon—making me smile as I watch the view. The one thing that can never beat this place is the magnificent view.
''Let's head out,'' Emery says from behind.
His voice interrupts my thoughts but I turn to look at him anyway, seeing that he has been eyeing me for a few minutes now—making me walk down the stairs and take my purse, walking out of the suite.
We walk side by side, seeing that there are other couples; enjoying their stay. As we continue to walk, I can see that we're actually trying to lessen the tension between us, not wanting to feel weird or anything.
I look straight at the sun; enjoying the sunsetting soon, showing how it has been a great day here in Santorini. People are surrounding this place—mostly couples, laughing and being in each other's arms.
Within seconds, I find Emery reaching out for my hand, entwining our fingers together which causes me to look at down and smile; trying my best to hide the smile away so that he wouldn't be able to see it. We continue to hold onto each other's hands as we walk.
It takes us about twenty-minutes to reach La Maison Restaurant—which is not even far from where we stay but it's quite a walk. As soon as we step inside, I start to see that people are busy eating as they talk.
We choose the table near the edge, giving us a better view of this place—a better view of the sunset.
Once we're seated, I continue to look at the sunset; not really believing myself that I'm in Santorini here with my husband who's also the prince of Cambridge
Once we're seated, I continue to look at the sunset; not really believing myself that I'm in Santorini here with my husband who's also the prince of Cambridge. Then again, life is full of unexpected things.
When I turn to look at Emery, I see him staring at me; making my cheeks heat up immediately—clearing my throat afterwards, ''Thank you for bringing me here,'' I say, slowly before meeting his eyes.
His lips curve up into a smile, ''Glad you like it.''
''I told you, I love it.'' I respond, taking a sip from the glass of water before breathing out. My eyes can't seem to look away from Emery and my mind can't stop thinking about him either, even though he's right beside me and also looking at me.
The waiter comes to take our order and after ordering our food, we just watch the view—as we wait for our food to be served. The wind starts to blow onto my skin which makes me feel calm and at peace.
''You've never been here before?'' I turn to ask.
''No, not really. All I've ever been to is Australia and that's only Melbourne,'' He answers, making me smile at the thought that the both of us has never really travelled the world.
''I've never been anywhere, honestly. Other than New York or London and let me tell you, I've only come to London because of you. If it weren't for you, I'm still stuck in New York.'' I say, not wanting us to end the conversation.
''We can go anywhere you like,'' He mutters.
Then, he starts to reach out for my hand, gripping onto it—making me curve my lips up into a smile before gripping his hand back. Our ways of trying are going on pretty well; we're slow but proceeding.
After a couple of minutes, the waiter has come to serve our food—slowly placing our meal with a smile on his face; then, he starts to walk away, attending to other people here in this restaurant.
''I like you, Emma.'' He says.
I turn to look at him, slightly surprised at his sudden confession but as my cheeks start to heat up again, I know that I feel the same way towards him. His eyes are showing sincerity; something that I always see in him especially in his eyes.
''I like you, too.'' I mutter, loud enough for him.
We continue to eat while we keep on stealing glances at each other; it feels impossible to just stop.
The food was great; it was worth keeping our tummies empty for the past couple of hours. At least, we got to eat some delicious food here in Santorini.
When we're almost near our suite, Emery stops walking which causes me to look at him confusingly. Within seconds, his phone starts to ring—making me frown, ''I have to get this. You go in first,'' He says.
He pecks onto my cheek, gesturing for me to walk.
I walk towards our suite, only letting the lights guide me due to the fact that the sun has set a couple of hours ago—which leads us enjoying the romantic sensation with all the dim lights surrounding.
Emma
Here we are, ladies and gentlemen in Santorini, Greece. A beautiful destination; for honeymoon or anything to be honest—due to Emery wanting his freedom and some time off from his duties, he told his mother that we're going on our honeymoon.
Yes, on our honeymoon.
He planned it all with Evelyn—since she has been here before, she knows it better. The hotel, the beach, the venues, the events, almost completely everything. Evelyn did hint me that Emery wanted everything to be perfect and that it's just not just a little getaway from his duties or the castle but it's something more.
''Do you like it?'' He asks, hugging me from behind by wrapping his arms around my body before looking down at my face—making me smile, eyeing the resort.
''Like? I love it,'' I reply, turning around to face him; to my surprise, it causes him to lean in—kissing me on the lips, making me kiss him back. Our lips remain attached for a few more minutes, enjoying our kind of passionate moment together.
We break the kiss to find ourselves staring at each other, somehow realising that things are getting a little bit awkward than usual. I clear my throat as he heads outside; leaving me all by myself.
We're staying at the Anastasis Apartments where he and Evelyn had booked an Anastasis Suite for us. This room is for two people features a bedroom with white double kingsize built-in bed, a white traditional bathroom with shower, a room with Jacuzzi bathtub, a spacious living room with dining area, a fully equipped kitchenette and a private terrace with furniture overlooking the Aegean sea, the caldera and the sunset. One word; perfect.
My eyes wandering around the suite, thinking of how grateful I should be; having this kind of perfection for my honeymoon—making me smile as I watch the view. The one thing that can never beat this place is the magnificent view.
''Let's head out,'' Emery says from behind.
His voice interrupts my thoughts but I turn to look at him anyway, seeing that he has been eyeing me for a few minutes now—making me walk down the stairs and take my purse, walking out of the suite.
We walk side by side, seeing that there are other couples; enjoying their stay. As we continue to walk, I can see that we're actually trying to lessen the tension between us, not wanting to feel weird or anything.
I look straight at the sun; enjoying the sunsetting soon, showing how it has been a great day here in Santorini. People are surrounding this place—mostly couples, laughing and being in each other's arms.
Within seconds, I find Emery reaching out for my hand, entwining our fingers together which causes me to look at down and smile; trying my best to hide the smile away so that he wouldn't be able to see it. We continue to hold onto each other's hands as we walk.
It takes us about twenty-minutes to reach La Maison Restaurant—which is not even far from where we stay but it's quite a walk. As soon as we step inside, I start to see that people are busy eating as they talk.
We choose the table near the edge, giving us a better view of this place—a better view of the sunset.
Once we're seated, I continue to look at the sunset; not really believing myself that I'm in Santorini here with my husband who's also the prince of Cambridge
Once we're seated, I continue to look at the sunset; not really believing myself that I'm in Santorini here with my husband who's also the prince of Cambridge. Then again, life is full of unexpected things.
When I turn to look at Emery, I see him staring at me; making my cheeks heat up immediately—clearing my throat afterwards, ''Thank you for bringing me here,'' I say, slowly before meeting his eyes.
His lips curve up into a smile, ''Glad you like it.''
''I told you, I love it.'' I respond, taking a sip from the glass of water before breathing out. My eyes can't seem to look away from Emery and my mind can't stop thinking about him either, even though he's right beside me and also looking at me.
The waiter comes to take our order and after ordering our food, we just watch the view—as we wait for our food to be served. The wind starts to blow onto my skin which makes me feel calm and at peace.
''You've never been here before?'' I turn to ask.
''No, not really. All I've ever been to is Australia and that's only Melbourne,'' He answers, making me smile at the thought that the both of us has never really travelled the world.
''I've never been anywhere, honestly. Other than New York or London and let me tell you, I've only come to London because of you. If it weren't for you, I'm still stuck in New York.'' I say, not wanting us to end the conversation.
''We can go anywhere you like,'' He mutters.
Then, he starts to reach out for my hand, gripping onto it—making me curve my lips up into a smile before gripping his hand back. Our ways of trying are going on pretty well; we're slow but proceeding.
After a couple of minutes, the waiter has come to serve our food—slowly placing our meal with a smile on his face; then, he starts to walk away, attending to other people here in this restaurant.
''I like you, Emma.'' He says.
I turn to look at him, slightly surprised at his sudden confession but as my cheeks start to heat up again, I know that I feel the same way towards him. His eyes are showing sincerity; something that I always see in him especially in his eyes.
''I like you, too.'' I mutter, loud enough for him.
We continue to eat while we keep on stealing glances at each other; it feels impossible to just stop.
The food was great; it was worth keeping our tummies empty for the past couple of hours. At least, we got to eat some delicious food here in Santorini.
When we're almost near our suite, Emery stops walking which causes me to look at him confusingly. Within seconds, his phone starts to ring—making me frown, ''I have to get this. You go in first,'' He says.
He pecks onto my cheek, gesturing for me to walk.
I walk towards our suite, only letting the lights guide me due to the fact that the sun has set a couple of hours ago—which leads us enjoying the romantic sensation with all the dim lights surrounding.