Aurora.
This day seemed to just be getting worse and worse, not only did I have the weirdest and most confusing dreams or revelations whatever those were, but I also had to wake up to the person I suspected to be the subject of the dream staring back at me intensely while I was asleep.
I stare back at him, unsure of what my reaction was supposed to be like.
I was creeped out by the fact that he was watching me sleep and always appeared after I had that particular kind of dream, but then again I was a bit glad to see him. I didn't trust him, but I still needed a familiar face after a long time of absolutely nothing.
"Damien," I said, breaking the silence as I sat up and gave him a little smile. As if he were in some strange trance and just remembered himself, he moved away from me and broke into a smile.
"I'm sorry, where are my manners," he said with a little nervous laugh as he moved, giving me enough space to stand up. He gave off such weird vibes I didn't even know how to act around him, his aura bussed with dangerous energy.
"It's fine, How have you been?" I asked with a smile as I started walking towards the door, hoping he would follow me, I didn't feel comfortable having him in my room all of a sudden. I was more than relieved when I turned around and saw walking him behind me.
"I've been alright, very busy, but good. How have you been? You must think I am horrible, I propose courtship to you and then abandon you." He said with a guilty smile, his eyes scanning the length of my face, searching for any response.
I shrugged, "You're crowned prince, it's understandable that you're busy." I said calmly because honestly, what else could I possibly say? That I was upset that he didn't spend any time with me and even though I didn't trust him, I still wanted his attention. Of course, I couldn't, I have more self-respect than that.
"No, I am horrible, you don't need to make excuses for me." He said, and I didn't say anything else as we took a walk in silence.
He stared at me and I stared back, and he looked away before speaking again, breaking the not-so-toned silence.
"Would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner in my chambers tomorrow evening?" He asked, his eyes boring into mine as he waited for my response, the nervousness he felt showing clearly on his face.
"Please say yes," he urges in that same way that makes it sound like I have a choice, and he'd be fine with whichever one I make. His beautiful eyes stare at me and I feel my cheeks burn.
I'm too distracted by his face to realize I had still not given an answer and his eyes were still pleading and asking the same question, he acts as if I have a choice, how could I say no to him? Moreover, I have been looking forward to spending time with him, so of course my answer will be the only option available.
"I'd love to," I say with a small smile, and he beams at me and my breath is caught in my throat. The sight of him always makes me freeze momentarily. He was beautiful in a way that put women's facial features to shame but still managed to look masculine, coupled with broad shoulders and a wonderful height. He was truly blessed.
"Wonderful, I look forward to it." He says, the smile still on his beautiful face, as he takes my hand in his and presses a chaste kiss on it. I managed not to flinch when his lips came in contact with my skin, his mouth was soft and warm and my skin kept tingling even after he had finished kissing my hand.
"I will also look forward to it," I replied, hoping I wasn't smiling as hard as I felt I was because that would be embarrassing. It was clear that I was smiling that hard or even more because whatever he saw on my face pleased him to the extent that his already wide smile, widened and bit, his eyes sparkling as we just stared back at each other silently.
"I want to walk you back to your chambers, I have a few more meetings and some other things I need to take care of before tomorrow." He said, breaking the silence, the smile still planted firmly on his face. I nodded at him in agreement, still not trusting myself to speak as he walked me back to my chambers.
The whole walk back, we made some small talk, and it was the highlight of my whole boring week. After he walked me to my room and left, my face was still burning from our encounter.
I honestly couldn't even understand how I felt anymore.
On one hand, I didn't trust him coupled with the strange dreams/revelations I've been having, I knew he could be the one the person was telling me to be weary about, and I was low-key weary about him, but on the other hand, I couldn't stop myself from smiling so hard whenever he was near me and wanting to spend time with him even though my mind was against the entire Idea.
As I took my bath that night, my mind ran through all the activities of the day, pausing and paying extra attention to the dreams. It seems like something important, but I just wish I didn't have to find it out for myself and someone could just tell me what I needed to do and who I needed to avoid. I was no one special, just a queen who was unable to protect her people, so I had to use myself as payment for our freedom, yet in that dream the person spoke to me like I could be so much more.
If only I could figure out a way to be that, this time preferably without putting more people in danger.