CHAPTER NINETEEN
Callin
I’d like to say that it went well. I approached my parents with Braden first, talking privately over dinner out. I wanted the initial discussion to be away from Freya, who was already shaken. We didn’t hold anything back and Mom cried when she heard our news. She admitted that she adored Freya but the idea of both of us sharing her terrified her. She wanted to know how that worked as Dad slipped an arm around her to comfort her.
We told her that we wanted her to stay working at the castle as planned. It wasn’t traditional, but Freya loved designing clothes. She’d have her mother to help her and handled so much already. She could still be an important part of the kingdom. She was made for it.
After wine and more tears, Mom wiped her eyes. “Both if you? Really?”
“It wasn’t planned that way, but yes. We’ll figure it all out.” Braden assured her as he sat straight at the table in the private room of the bistro. We left with smiles on our faces and a lot of future discussions to come.
Dad suggested that we advertise it as Freya being with one of us. It was enough for the prince to choose a commoner as something new. Introducing the three of us would be too shocking. I agreed and so did Freya when she joined us for dinner another night. It was decided that we’d go to get Freya’s mom and bring her here, using the car ride to explain the situation. At the end of it all, Mo hugged Freya and told her how much she loved her. She just wasn’t sure of the specifics just yet.
We picked up Freya’s mama in France in our new SUV. She’d been told about us but still looked at us with sharp eyes when we came in to carry her bags to the car. Freya looked just like her mom apart from her hazel eyes and we stood back and watched as they embraced and cried. Freya couldn’t be without her family. We settled them into the back seat for the ride back, stopping for dinner at one of our favorite French restaurants first. We broke it all down over that meal.
She blinked as she looked at her daughter. “How is this going to work, Freya? Two men?”
“It won’t always be easy, Mama. I love them, and I fell for them at the same time. It’s like having everything I’d want and love in a man with a little less convention.” She smiled at both of us and Braden looked serious.
“Ma’am, we love your daughter. There will never be a moment that we don’t protect her and keep her safe from hard. We can take excellent care of her and support her in all her dreams. I’ve never seen a woman work so hard for what they want.” He looked into Kerris’ eyes and she breathed in slowly.
“That she is. I must admit that I’m not surprised that she caught your eye. My girl is beautiful and shines like a beacon. Everyone has always loved her.” I smiled as Freya blushed.
We hit the road and finished the drive, pulling into the long driveway as Kerris’ mouth dropped open.
“It’s huge and beautiful.” Her words were soft as Freya slipped her arms around her mom.
“Just wait until you see the studio we get. It’s big enough for all the materials and has the spaces that give us room to create. We already have a list of customers waiting for our arrival. This is our dream, Mama.”
“It is, baby.” I watched as a tear slipped down her cheek and Freya pulled her closer.
“I love you, Mama.” We parked, and Freya pulled her mom out of the car and over to the studio. We grinned as they darted off and followed slowly, hearing their excited chatter. They walked into the studio first and Freya gave the grand tour as Kerris look around in pure shock. She was glowing as she pointed at fabric and stations, her mom looked closely at the sketches on the desk and then at the myriad of material to work with.
Freya led her mom to the rock cabin that she’d be staying in and gave her that tour. The living space was generous with a beautiful fireplace and kitchen as well as two good-sized bedrooms. We brought in her luggage and set it in the room that she chose as Kerris looked around. “This is beautiful. I’m so shocked and happy to be here.” Freya hugged her as she eyed us over her daughter’s shoulder. “Will you be here with me?”
“Yes. I will. I might leave sometimes after working for the day. We will probably have our own home on the property before too long.” Freya explained, pulling away as she flushed. “I am going to marry Braden since he’s next for the throne. It’s just paper and we all know what will really be happening but it’s a dream of their mother. Callin knows that I’ll be giving him my heart as well that day. He knows I already have.” I smiled at her as our eyes locked for a long moment.
We got her settled in and took her into the castle to introduce her to our parents. There were hugs all around as we watched Mom fall equally in love with Kerris as they got to talking about clothes. Freya joined in and I sat at the bar with Dad and Braden as we took it all in.
“I never thought that something like this could ever work out,” he admitted as he looked at us. “It would have been unheard of back in my day. But after what I went through being sick, I just want to see you boys happy. Freya seems like she could do that for you. Let’s face it too. Mom loves her enough to look past the situation.” We chuckled and shook his head. “I don’t even want to consider all the details.”
“We don’t want to discuss them,” I assured him as Braden rolled his eyes. It wasn’t completely accepted by all on every term yet, but Mom agreed to plan a ceremony for a wedding. Neither of us cared who it was up there with Freya because we knew where we stood with her. It would be for all of us underneath it all and we’d damn well be celebrating later in our own place.
Freya stayed with her mom for the first night. They were both excited to start working the following day, and we kissed Freya goodbye inside. I went inside to see Helen putting the dessert away that she served us and leaned against the counter as she smiled at me.
“You did it.” She’d had the same talk with me that she did Braden about following my heart.
“We did. She’s out there with her mom now talking about the studio. They’re excited,” I told her quietly as Helen smiled. I headed up to my room and looked out of the window at the cottage where lights were shining through the blinds. I couldn’t wait until we were all in our own place, but we agreed to wait until after the wedding. There would be a lot of sneaking around until then.
They opened the following day, and the orders were coming in within the first half of the day. There were already some lines up, but everyone was being realistic about deadlines. We talked to Freya about pushing herself since we were both worried about her after our time apart. She looked tired and unhealthy.
It was tricky being together. We spent time together as a threesome but let the rumor go out that she was with Braden. It was well-known that we were close so why wouldn’t Freya be with us? We played our roles as we watched her charm everyone with her designs and a huge heart. I knew that she’d be the perfect addition to the castle, and I was right. She stepped right in to help Mom with upcoming events, taking on interior design as well.
It was surreal to watch her by day and to be inside of her by night. We took in every way that we could in one of our bedrooms, fucking her until she was screaming into the pillow. Freya was gorgeous when she gave in to her needs with us and I teased her about what an innocent angel she was during the day. Nobody knew how much she loved to be tied up and teased, enjoying a little spanking if we could get away with the noise. We respected our parents with that and saved that for nights we were truly alone. It was amazing that we never got caught in the past when we’d get lost in one another.