Roman sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah. I guess that's true." He agreed quietly."So… do you want to start looking for clues?" He asked hesitantly."Sure." Roman replied. "Why not? Might as well take our minds off things. It'll probably make us feel better, anyway."He gave him a grateful smile. He sat down next to Celine's bed, crossing his legs underneath him. Roman did the same and crossed his arms as he stared at her expectantly.William took a deep breath and closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened them again and began chanting quietly under his breath. When he finished, he opened his eyes and studied Roman silently. Roman seemed surprised by the gesture. Damon noticed this and smirked slightly."Are you alright?" He asked.Roman hesitated before nodding slowly. "Uh… Yeah. I mean, yeah, of course." He replied uncertainly. "I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"Damon raised an eyebrow skeptically, narrowing his gaze on him. "Did you hear what I said? You were jus
Roman looked slightly hesitant as he glanced over at his father. He wasn't completely sure how his father would react to her joining them. However, he didn't think his father would object since he had already agreed to it, so he nodded.Celine smiled brightly. "Okay. I'll be down there in a second." She stated, heading upstairs without another word."So…" Roman trailed off, turning to his father. "What are we gonna do now?" He asked.Damon sighed heavily. "We're just waiting." He muttered tiredly.Roman frowned, furrowing his eyebrows slightly. "Wait for what?" He asked in confusion."For the ransom request. There's no telling if the kidnapper will actually show up today, or where they might even be. We'l have to wait until tomorrow morning." Damon explained. "Hopefully they'll send us some kind of message when they do.""Do you think we'll be allowed to leave?" Roman asked. He didn't particularly care, honestly. He knew he should worry, but he figured he would at least be able to t
Celine let out a quiet gasp of excitement as she noticed the cakes that were laid out across the counters, each one being decorated with flowers. She hurried over to them, placing the cake she was holding down on the counter before picking up the biggest cake she could find.As she reached up for the icing, she heard footsteps coming from behind her. She turned around to look at who was entering the room. Her eyes widened when she spotted Roman standing right beside her. His arms were folded over his chest, and his jaw was clenched tightly. She gulped, feeling a bit nervous, and set the icing down carefully, turning to face him fully.His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her. "You don't seem very surprised to see me." He commented, narrowing his own eyes slightly.Celine shifted slightly uncomfortably under his gaze. "Uh..well…to be honest..I wasn't expecting you to come." She admitted awkwardly."Why not?" He questioned. "Didn't you expect me to?" He asked in confusion."No..not
Roman let out a small smile before making his way towards the doors that lead outside and to the front yard. He walked out through the gates, letting his eyes wander around. He eventually came to a stop, staring up towards the sky as he let out a long exhale.How was he supposed to tell Celine that she wouldn't be seeing him anymore? That she no longer wanted to be with him? What would happen now? Would she really end up marrying someone else? Would they live happily ever after? What if she hated him? What if she hated him because she thought he betrayed her trust? Did she forgive him?Questions flooded his mind relentlessly. Roman sighed heavily once more, running a hand through his messy blonde locks. He honestly had no idea.After thinking about his situation for a while, he figured he might as well take a walk. Maybe it could distract him from all his thoughts. He glanced up at the sky, before deciding that a short stroll around the castle grounds sounded like a good idea. He hea
Roman furrowed his eyebrows slightly, looking straight forward at the ground. He had no doubt that his sister had done everything she possibly could to keep the king locked up, but she'd failed at doing so. She'd done everything in her power to try and free him, but in the end, it all meant nothing. She couldn't save him, and he couldn't stay imprisoned. Even if she hadn't succeeded in helping him escape, Roman knew she would've given it her all. She loved her father dearly, so she probably would've taken every single step to save him. Even if he had done something horrible, she would still love him. If he'd done anything wrong, she would've never forgiven him. So it really didn't matter to him where he'd gone. All that mattered was that he was alive and well."...you're right," Roman finally agreed.Eric raised an eyebrow slightly, a smirk tugging onto his lips. "I was afraid you were going to say that." He teased. "Now, let's go inside. We have some catching up to do." He stated
He watched her carefully as she paced slowly across the room, occasionally pausing in front of a picture frame that hung on one wall. Eventually, he decided to ask what was bothering her. "So, are we going to talk about our future now?" He inquired.Celine looked back over at him briefly. "Do you want to talk about it?" She questioned suspiciously.Roman smirked slightly at her question. "Don't worry." He assured her. "We don't have to." He stated calmly. "But I'm assuming that you don't plan on telling me anything until I figure it out myself, am I right?"Celine nodded slowly, although her expression remained skeptical. "Why does it matter what I decide to tell you?" She questioned. "All that matters is what you decide to tell me."He shrugged slightly. "I honestly don't care. Whatever you choose to share will be good enough for me." He told her confidently.Celine paused for a moment as she considered his words. She knew that he wasn't lying, and it made her feel slightly relie
Celine took a step backward, allowing herself to turn and walk toward the door. She glanced over her shoulder at him briefly as she reached for the doorknob, giving him one last reassuring smile before she began walking toward the door. "Well," she commented. "I suppose it's time for me to start packing up the stuff from the storage room." She told him, taking another step backwards, causing him to nod.Roman stood up from his seat and began moving toward the door, pausing when he reached it. "Wait!" He called suddenly. He turned back around and faced her again. "When do you think you're going to return? I thought that you were supposed to meet with your council in two days time." He explained curiously.Celine let out a small laugh. "They'll manage without me for a few days. Besides, you should probably go ahead and leave. You're obviously busy." She told him.Roman shook his head slightly. "No, I'm not. I haven't started packing yet." He admitted. "And besides, I'd rather wait
Celine blinked slowly, trying to process what he had just said. Was she having a bad dream? Was the sun already down? But it had only been just over an hour ago. Had that really been that long? She felt her stomach lurch slightly at the thought that her nightmare had ended and she was now awake, although that was probably what had brought her back to reality. Still, it didn't make any sense. She had woken up before the sun had risen, so surely it had been much longer than half an hour since she had finally managed to fall asleep. Something just didn't feel right about all of this.She closed her eyes tightly for a few seconds, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling that had settled within her. She could feel Roman watching her carefully, but she refused to open her eyes again. She didn' want to see him. She couldn't bear to look into those eyes again. It hurt too much. Not just because of what she had done, but also because of the way that he had reacted upon finding out who she was
King Roman finally get all of he ever wanted the throne, peace and his family back without any disturbing, he feels so happy to raise his children together with his beloved wife Celine.Celine was finally able to get out from the cursed and finally together with King Roman."Celine, let me take you into the magical garden there."Celine nodded and King Roman kept holding her hand.He kissed her hands and she smiled happily at him.The two got out of the castle and started walking in the garden.It wasn't just the normal garden but a magic garden that could make plants grow from anything.They went through the garden and when they get to a small pond near the garden Celine jumped into the water.She swims around happily and laughs as she looks up from the water.When she comes back out she saw that the king hasn't follow her so she looked over where she last seen him.He was standing right at the edge of the pond looking at something that made him smile like never before.Her husband a
Unfortunately, this didn’t stop his heart from breaking a little whenever they cried or when they woke up screaming in the middle of the night, scared of monsters or demons, unable to control themselves. Sometimes, Roman wondered if he should try to help them somehow, but then he remembered what happened the previous day. If he had interfered, then the kidnappers would have gotten away with everything, and Celine and his daughters would have died. Instead, he decided to ignore them, pretending as if nothing had happened and letting the incident be completely forgotten. This way, Celine could have a normal life again, and he could finally sleep without worrying about her.As Roman went through that process of ignoring and forgetting about the incident, he gradually began to grow tired. Despite that fact, he stayed up until late into the night before finally falling asleep.When he woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brightly and he could hear birds singing outside in the
Slowly and cautiously, he moved his gaze toward the direction that he thought he had seen the source of the noise coming from. And suddenly, he realized that the source of the sound had been Celine’s hand. She was clutching her left hand tightly in both of hers and she had begun rocking herself back and forth in a small circle. The movements weren’t violent, though, but rather rhythmic, and were definitely something that Roman recognized as something she frequently did when she was upset.It wasn’t that Roman was surprised that Celine was having trouble sleeping or that he was worried that she might be feeling uncomfortable. After all, she had been through quite a bit today, and it was understandable that she might feel that way. But what shocked him was that she was apparently doing it in the middle of the night instead of at the usual hour when he would normally be waking her up to ask her if she needed anything. It was odd behaviour for her, especially after what had happened
So, he would wait. He would patiently try to support his wife, and he would try to be there for her, and he would do his best to make sure that she was always happy. But above all else, he would have to keep reminding himself to stay calm. No matter how angry he was, no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn’t be able to break down if he were to lose his composure. And if he broke down, there was no doubt that he would never forgive himself. Not for something like that. He might not understand what it was like to live with her constantly and watch her suffer, but he didn’t want to find out what the outcome might be if he actually broke down. So, for the sake of his family, he would remain strong and hold himself together. That way, if things did end up getting rough, he had a chance to save what little remained of his family and his sanity.And that was all that really mattered. Everything else, everything else was just distractions.His thoughts were broken away from their current tr
It had become quite clear over the course of the last two weeks that he wasn’t going to be able to keep pushing Celine as far as he normally would have. It pained him to see her hurting like this. He understood, logically speaking, that she was still in a fragile place mentally, but it seemed that the more time that passed by and the more painful memories that surfaced, the less he wanted to push her. So, in order to help her move forward, he would have to allow her to talk to him, but only after she had been cleared for release. He was going to be patient with her, however long it took. In fact, he would be patient for years if it meant that he would eventually be granted the opportunity to help her heal and grow stronger.Roman sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair before turning his attention back to the book resting on his lap. It was nearing the end of the third chapter and he had already finished reading through it three times. This was the fourth time he had re
Celine continued crying quietly, occasionally letting out a small whimper or sniffle, until she finally lost the ability to hold back anymore. She sat against the cold white tiles, hugging herself tightly and allowing her body to relax as much as it possibly could. A part of her wished that she didn’t need to be rescued, that she could just fall asleep and never wake up again. Or that someone would come in and save her from everything else. Maybe Roman would come back after work and sweep her up into his arms and carry her to bed. Perhaps she could convince him to stay. To spend forever with her. To be happy together.But no matter how desperately she hoped that was going to happen, it wasn’t going to happen. Because he wouldn’t be back for another week and even if he was, that wouldn’t give her enough time to convince him that her problems were truly worth helping her deal with. It just wasn’t realistic.She wasn’t going to lie. It hurt. There was a part of her that still loved h
Roman sat down at the other end of the counter, turning his head so that his eyes were looking up at her. He had a soft smile on his face and she was unable to avoid smiling back. She loved when he smiled like that. It made her feel warm inside. It brought back memories of simpler times that she wished she could forget. When they were both young and in love. When things between them weren’t complicated or hard to work through. Before everything had gone so wrong and they were separated by miles upon miles of ocean. Before they had even met. “So…what happened?” he asked hesitantly.“What do you mean?”“Well last night was kind of weird…and today isn’t exactly the best situation either, so what happened last night that has you so upset?”“Don’t worry about it,” she mumbled.“It doesn’t look like you want to talk about it,” he pointed out. “And honestly, I think it would probably make you feel better if I knew what was going on. We don’t know each other that well yet…we hardly know
The next morning, when Celine awoke, Roman was lying on the couch, facing her, sound asleep. His arm was slung over the top of her torso and he was snoring gently into her shoulder. He looked peaceful as his eyebrows were relaxed and his mouth hung slightly open. For a split second, he looked younger and less exhausted than he usually did. His hair was disheveled, sticking out at odd angles and there was an obvious flush on his face due to the heat radiating from the heater. Her heart fluttered in her chest at the sight. He looked so adorable and it gave her butterflies to see him looking so tired and worn out. She reached up with her hands to push some of his messy curls away from his forehead before running her fingers lightly over his temples, pushing them downwards gently as she did so. His eyes fluttered for a moment and she thought he was about to wake up, but instead, he nuzzled into her hand, sighing contently as he continued to drift further and further towards slumber.A
Roman nodded quickly, standing up and walking swiftly towards the kitchen. He rummaged around inside the medicine cabinet for a bit, searching through the various bottles until he managed to find a bottle which he immediately popped open and handed to her. She took it gingerly and swallowed down two capsules. She glanced up at him and smiled gratefully. “Thanks.”“You’re welcome. How are you feeling anyway? Are you really alright?”She nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine. A little dizzy, maybe. But I’ll manage. It’s just exhaustion.”He frowned slightly. “But you just said that it’s been three weeks. What happened? Have you not slept for three weeks now?”“I told you, Roman. My body is just adjusting to everything that happened. That’s all. Don’t worry about it. Please, stop asking questions. You’re making me uncomfortable.”Roman sighed and sat back down on the couch, taking her hand into his again. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked so many questions.”“No, no, you’re fine. Just please stop