"Hey! wait up."
Celina deflated at the familiar voice. She felt a sigh of relief leave her body noticing her friend running up to her. As he stood beside her, she arched her brow. "Christ, way to scare a lady. Did you have to creep up on me like that?"
Abel chuckled, his voice rough and echoing in the corridors. “I thought you were going to leave me behind.”
“As if that’s possible.”
/His POV/Javier had no plans for the day, the reason why he found himself strolling towards the cave. Once inside, the loud beating of heart reached his ears followed by breathing. It pierced at his skin and made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. Just like that, a deafening roar was heard as he shifted, bones cracking at the sheer force.The noise rang in the mortal's ear; his body trembling as his gaze stayed locked on the creature in front of him. Javier had large horns which twisted towards the sky, and his tail whipped back and forth as he steadied himself on his territory. His grounds and someone dared to break into it. Down his spine were long spikes which jut out into the air, pointed at the ends. His wings s
The dragon in front of her was a magnificent creature, mighty. Objectively she could appreciate that. Its scales were large and thick, the shape almost resembling the knives. The legend of dragons being born of the fires in the centre of the earth seem to be captured by the existence of the creature like that, in the flickering colours of its side, from deep magenta to warm gold and every hue between. Typically Dragons were immensely large, but this one got two sets of wings, a larger pair set atop the muscular shoulders, and a slightly smaller pair set lower back that tucked below when folded, necessary to propel the massive body through the sky and fly.
Beth was in some kind of a mood, glaring at each and everyone as she entered through the kitchen doors. It usually would have fazed Celina, but she's too busy arranging the plates on the cart. Flora, on the other hand, was engaged in making breakfast. And their third supporting staff, Avery, who deemed herself the most important one, sat at the high chair, painting her nails. "Avery?" The housekeeper scoffed. "Is that why you are getting paid?"Avery suddenly jolted from her seat and stood up, head bent down. "Aunt Beth, I was just—"
The eighteen-year-old woke up in her bed a few hours later with no dream. It felt like a miracle. An entire night full of sleep and not having to worry about what she'll see. Celina had been exhausted the night before and had fallen asleep the minute her body hit the sheets.She yawned a little, pushing herself up to sit and blink around the room. It's almost bright – the sun's bright in the sky, and the place was cast in a soft glow of sunlight peeking through the windows. The maid didn't have the slightest idea what time it was but definitely after seven in the morning.Celina was still not sure what to make of the Prince and his apology. Sure it sounded as earnest as possible, and they kissed in the garden, but that’s it. They were interrupted by Beth knocking on the window behind them. Always a
"I have to tell you something.""Hm?" She murmured, dazed at the feeling of his hands on her, his voice in her ear, breath tickling her nape. Celina was lost in the touch, his scent and, moreover, the press of his body against her."Am I boring you, Celina?""No, I..." The eighteen-year-old immediately shook her head, turning around in his hold. Her next words slipped out unintended, honest and vulnerable. "I like hearing you talk."It's bright outside, but the Prince’s eyes gleamed brightly, entirely fixed on the maid. A delicious shiver ran down her spine, feeling naked under the intense scrutiny. It's a bit maddening how Javier had the ability to pin her in place, making her fee
Javier's eyes held her gaze so formidably inching towards her that a shiver ran down her spine. The maid held the look steadily. Celina tried to swallow down the visceral reaction she seemed to have for the Prince. What was it about him that seemed to cut straight through? It was absurd even to be thinking out loud with so many people around them.Before the Prince could open his mouth, someone cut the invisible line between them. It was a young gentleman, gleaming under the bright light as he stared at Celina. He was waiting to be acknowledged as if they have been friends for a long time.A second later he bowed down to her, which she reciprocated."May I have the honour of dancing with you, Celina?"
Celina accepted Prince Javier's arm, a bit dazed by his nearness. Her head felt heavy as they began walking towards the dance floor. The maid didn't want to risk collapsing on the ground, so she held on to him firmly. There was undoubtedly something about the way he held her hand, chest swell with pride as people openly gawked at them. The feel of Prince's hand secured around her waist and his other atop her hand was enough to cause a slight shiver to run through her. As Javier led her down the floor, all while holding her hand in a most intimate manner, her throat clogged up with emotion. The eighteen-year-old never imagined that there would come a time when she would be a highlight of the evening. An evening where people wanted to know her, talk to her and dance with her.Celina knew it was jus
The dragon whined unhappily, struggling around in her arms to get away. Ongoing theme of her life. She had to tighten her grip to keep the creature from chewing on the gaudy bronze plates that were strapped on its back. "Just for a few minutes." The dragon rider tried to soothe him, scratching under the clunky headpiece that had been custom forged just for the dragon. "Please just hang on for a while until I manage to prove my dear father wrong, and I'll take these stupid things off you.""Come on! Up you go!" The Captain whistled from the shed, his voice loud and piercing.Hesitating only for a second, the dragon rider grasped the belly-strap with one hand, planting her heel on a spike, and lifted herself in the air. Desperately she lunged for the pommel, fingers slipping hopelessly for a moment before she managed to secure a firm grip. Wriggling inelegantly