I wake up and leave the bedroom just in time to see one of the guards shoving food and drinks through the door before we get locked in again, I see the prince has just woken up on the couch as the I felt the pull. I noticed the prince stiffen, I know he's in pain but he refuses to listen to me. I see him clutching his heart, since he was fighting the pull; there came pain along with the struggle. I felt like I was trying to slow down a tidal wave; For now I could keep it back but the longer we are stuck here, the harder it will be and I won't be able to keep it from crashing whether he's ready or not. There's a reason nobody fights the pull, everyone knows when you fight it's exhausting and painful and completely pointless, the bond is there because you are meant to be together. When you don't fight it, the pull doesn't hurt but it is draining. Like you just went to school all day online, you never actually went anywhere so you're not exhausted but you're mentally drained.
The prince stumbled to get up as the pull receded, he grabbed his share of food and drinks and went to the bedroom. I felt upset and slightly angry since he wasn't even talking to me, I grabbed what was left and ate in silence alone in the kitchen. I missed my mom and remembered my phone was left in the bedroom, I walked to the door and opened it to find him working on something. The prince was sitting in a desk with a stack of papers, I felt my heart beat rapidly at the sight. My cheeks flushed red as I swiftly grabbed my phone out of my still-packed but open suitcase and walked out.
When I reached the living room my mind was still thinking about the prince before I remembered why I went in there in the first place, I called my mom, it took a couple of ringing before she picked up "Hey Kas" my mom said, she sounded like she just woke up "Hey mom, I miss you" I admitted, my eyes start to water "I miss you too dear, how are you and your mate?" she asked "we're doing great, we even had a pillow fight" I said, I felt bad about my small lie considering we weren't doing great but telling her about the pillow fight made me feel a little better.
I heard laughter on the other side of the phone and I smiled "that's great honey! I'm sure you'll be transformed in no time at all with how much progress your bond is making!" she said, I felt bad again "...yeah.. I.. uh... can't.. wait" I said slowly, there was a silence on the other end of the phone and just when I was about to check to see if I accidently hung up. I heard shuffling "alright... what's wrong?" she asked, my eyes widen "how... did you.. know?" I asked, skipping answering her question "Kaspersky" my mom warned. I sighed in defeat "ok. We're not doing great like I said... he's fighting the mate pull and he won't kiss.. I know he's not ready but... I see him in pain.. and it's just... so frustrating to see him in pain but not able to help..." I admitted
There a silence as she listened "I know you want to help but sometimes patience is better than kindness, rushed kindness always ends badly...." she said, a small crack in her voice was heard and I knew what she was sad about. I avoid thinking about it, but I know she's thinking about what happened to the rest of our flock. I hang up the phone, I know she is crying and unable to form sentences.
I hear footsteps coming from behind me as I put the phone down, I glance over to see the prince and give him a small smile. The prince only looks at me for a moment before ignoring me again, I sigh softly as he only grabs a drink and goes back into the bedroom. I understand the prince has work to do and I should be doing something else but without my mom around it feels empty, I'm unsure of what to do with all this extra time alone. I walk around the living room and kitchen opening and closing the cabinets, there has got to be cleaning supplies somewhere in this house.
I open one after another, starting from the kitchen and moving to the living room. No cleaning supplies to be found, I move to the hallway that occupies the bathroom and leads to the bedroom. There was only one closet and when I opened it, I I took a deep breath as I opened the door. My hopes were answered finally as I stared at all the supplies, different types of cleaners for different surfaces along with mops and brooms and a bucket. I smiled at the sight, I felt happy being able to have something to do.
I left the door open as I opened the door to the bedroom, pausing to admire the Prince doing his work before grabbing the earbuds out of my suitcase. I closed the door and walked to the living room and grabbed my phone, I plugged the earbuds in and clipped my one to the top of my pants. The best way to pass time and have fun, I smiled as a song came on. I walked into the open closet to grab a spray and a rag, the first place I decided to start on was the kitchen since most of it was wipeable surfaces.
I begin to clean, my hips begin to sway to the music and I twirled around with the beat. I was so focused on what I was doing, the song gave me a smile as I hummed slightly while wiping the counters.