Aurora.
Exhaustion burned in places I had never felt before. I thought I had been used to this lifestyle considering I was the crowned princess, but I realized that I was never pushed this hard. Over the past week, I had spent almost every waking with Agatha. Our activities ranged from meeting some women to charity. I had hardly even seen Damien.
I had heard practically nothing from him, I tried not to let myself think about it. I didn't like how I felt about it, even though I felt confused about how I felt about him, I still couldn't push back the bit of hurt I felt that he hadn't bothered to even get in contact with me. He was crowned prince and had responsibilities, I knew, but then he could also see me if he wanted, so it just showed he didn't exactly want to.
"Agatha, I need a minute," I said with an exasperated voice as I sat on the chairs in a corner of the palace.
"My lady you need to visit the doctor, and after that, we have some places to be." She said, sounding a bit impatient even though she tried to put it down.
"Doctor? For what?" I said, I didn't remember feeling sick, well, since the day I had woken up here that is.
"His majesty said there might still be a bit of poison from the cut you had. It's important to make sure that it's all gone, it's a very dangerous poison." She stated matter-of-factly, and I nodded.
"Alright, but can I get a little break?" I said, still standing on what I wanted before. As much as I loved having things to do, I was still all out of motivation to do anything.
"Yes, how about I take you to your room, and then you can rest a bit, and we continue later on?" She finally said, reluctantly I noted, but I didn't care as long as she left me alone for a while.
"That sounds good." I said with a polite smile, and I was led to my room, "I'll call for you when I'm ready to continue my activities."
She nodded and walked out, leaving me to a bit of quiet for the first time since this week. Agatha had stuck to me this week more than an itch, she was almost impossible to get rid of. As much as I enjoyed not staying idle, I still couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong.
She could have been sent to keep me distracted or something because I couldn't understand her motives. I didn't understand their motives. First, Damien said he wanted to court me and when I agreed, he disappeared and then Agatha appeared and kept me in sight ever since then. I couldn't even meet with Irene, by the time she finally left me alone at night, I was too exhausted to keep my eyes open, let alone even talk to Irene. I had not even told her about my dream, and about what I had heard that night.
My thoughts were interrupted by soft knocks on my door, drawing my attention to the door. I closed my eyes and hoped it wasn't Agatha, I told her I would call her when she was needed, so it couldn't be her, right?
The knock came again, and I was forced to say, "Come in." I stayed still, holding my breath unconsciously as I waited to see who it would be, a part of me hoped that it would be Irene after a long week of seeing unfamiliar faces that I was sure would never become familiar to me, It would be nice to see someone I knew and cared about, and knew and cared about me too.
All my hopes were dashed when the person came into view.
"Aurora." That deep voice I had been waiting for the past week came. I stared at him, confused about my emotions towards this man. He confused me, and scared me, even made me a bit uncomfortable, but he also made me feel curious. I didn't understand him, hell, I didn't even understand myself when it came to him.
"Prince Damien," I said as I stood up to give him a little bow. He smiled and closed the door, taking long strides to close the distance between us.
"I told you it was Damien to you, I want you to call me Damien." He said with the same kind smile, and I nodded as I willed myself to not let his beauty cloud my senses. He was so beautiful, he put women to shame. I knew I shouldn't let myself look at him too much, someone who looked like that, too beautiful to be true, too kind to be true, I could never trust him, but I couldn't deny I was allured by him.
"Damien," I said, and his smile blossomed from a small smile into a full-grown grin.
"How have you been, Aurora? I hope you've been treated well?" He said, the smile still on his face but something else entered his features, seriousness I noted.
As I stared at him, I was so tempted to ask him about what the maids had been talking about, but I just couldn't risk it.
"I have been well. Everyone treats me very well, how have you been?" I asked a still smiling Damien. I couldn't help but wonder if his face did not hurt from how long he had been smiling.
"I have been well too. It has been quite a busy week, I was unable to come see you. I hope you didn't decide to retract your acceptance of my proposal?" He asked, staring at me with so much intensity.
"I haven't, I understand how it is, you don't need to worry Damien, I'm not the clingy time," I said with a small smile and an eye roll.
"I do hope you become clingy to me soon." He said with a smirk and a wink, the movement making him so much younger and boyish.
Why the hell was I noticing all his features now? I was in so much trouble.