Celina's hands went to grab the armrests, solid wood weirdly reassuring beneath her trembling hands. Her vision was blurred, blackening out towards the corners. For some reason, she couldn't settle her eyes on Javier, flickering around. Only some moments later, she noticed a glass underneath her nose resting on Javier's study.
She eyed the golden looking drink and grabbed it, gulping it down without hesitating.
"Celina!"
Its whisky and it burned running down her throat, almost causing Celina to cough it back up. Her face scrunched at the after taste, but she willed it down, trying to cling to the burn of it, tickling her senses awake. Her head was starting to swim, arms and legs tingling with the sens
/Javier's POV/The courtyard was deathly silent as Celina stepped out of the room, shoulders hunched. Javier couldn't help but eye her, a familiar pang in his chest. The last time they met during his birthday, he wanted to talk with her forever. Unfortunately, their meeting was short-lived as the Prince had to attend a matter of urgency.Behind her, Javier noticed a familiar face of his Royal Army.It's the choosing day. Every year the dragon riders are invited to the Castle, where they get paired with a dragon. The tradition has been going on for several centuries now. Mostly because it's easy to find the dragons and their riders in one place.&
/Abels POV/Abel recognised the parts of the forest as he passed through it. His stomach was a knot of nerves, as always at the thought of going back. The place Abel had grown up in was somewhere along the rocky road, hidden in the trees and far away from the watchful eyes of the road.Abel exhaled a breath, noticing the warmth rush away as he got closer. The driver pulled his legs up to his chest, pulling the cloak tighter around his body, ducking his head into his knees and away from the sharp sting of the cold air. He was relieved, knowing that the roof of the car was hiding him from the snow.
With the diary tucked inside her dress pocket, Celina managed to sneak out. Her heart was thudding the entire way, fingers brushing against the pocket one too many timed. Just as she was about to make a turn, Javier cut her path in between.Her eyebrows shot up to the hairline, breath hitching as she thought the worse. What if he found out about his diary and knew that she’s the one who took it? Sweat began to form, trickling down her forehead.“My love.”“Huh?”“You look pale. Is everything alright?”She chuckled, avoiding his eyes. “Why wouldn’t it be?”&nbs
Something was off. The Prince could feel it in his gut as he's doing his usual rounds around the Castle. With his shoulders hunched, head bent down, Javier moved his feet as quick as he can without breaking into a run.A thick fog that crept up from seemingly out of nowhere soaked his clothes. What was happening? He thought to himself. The Prince was racing towards the gates as fast as he could.He felt faint, motioning towards the nearest guard. "What's going on?""I'll check, my lord."Before he could take a breath, the loud clang of the bell echoed around. His ears rang from the sound, goosebumps prickling across his arms.
When Celina came to a hallway not far from her room, she decided to walk through it, slowly opening the doors, looking inside for anything to preoccupy her time. As Javier was not in the Castle, they were free to do anything.They were already done with dinner, and it's only six in the evening. She would be a fool to enter the Prince room in his absence. And with Abel at that. Beth would blabber everything to Javier as soon as he returns. That's a risk the maid was not willing to take.Her friend was trying to find the Castle map in the library, just in case they missed some hidden route. They only had one night to search around as the Prince would be back early in the morning.&n
The moment Javier's car pulled up, the maid froze in her place. Abel rushed to the theatre room to tell rest of them about the Prince. She lingered in his room, her heart hammering in her chest. If they had not heard that car horn, then the Prince might have caught them in the act. Just thinking about it caused goosebumps to prickle down her arm.Few seconds passed by when she heard thunderous footsteps approach in her direction. Its Javier. She didn't have to second guess herself. Living along with him in the same castle all these months made her well acquainted."Celina?" He whispered, his voice out of breath, chest rising and falling. The Prince didn't let her have a second of own before taking her in his arm. She froze, her arms rigid by the sid
/Javiers POV/The spacious bathroom with the bronze tub, dark tiles filled with steam and warmth was so familiar to Javier at this point that he found himself slumping back. His hands remained by side, practically useless while shoulders hanging on to the coat.Finally, he let the material hit the floor with a soft thud, a sigh escaping his lips.Javier had to fight not to fall asleep in the bathroom, not to give in to his legs because they couldn't carry his body weight anymore.The Prince was just so tired. Both mentally and physically drained after hearing from Alfred the day before. Someone was still out waiting to end his life. At the bitter reminder, his brain
/Javier's POV/The Prince was tired. He's pretty sure he danced with everyone at some point, twirling so many familiar faces that he lost cost. Then again, it was his birthday, and Javier couldn't deny anyone that easily. He didn't drink anything, but he still felt tipsy by the end of the night, drunk off the laughter, giddiness of people and joy in the air. Primarily because of dancing with his dragon rider—Celina. She was something else—a vision.People around couldn't resist her, involving her in any and all kind of conversations. He was just tired of that. They couldn't have a moment alone. Javier wanted the birthday to be just his family and maybe include some of his staff. A year ago, she didn't even know him, but now Celina went overboard and made his birthday a celebration, inviting each and everyone she
•Few Years Later•The dragon lumbered toward the Captain, swinging its long tail behind it. Turning a full rotation of the pen before it sank on the ground, folding its wings and letting out a smoky sigh. Lisa, a newbie who sat atop, gripped on the belly strap far too tight, lips still quivering as they landed."Ease the grip next time, Lisa", Celina mused, her hand stroking the bulge of her belly while staring at the poor dragon. It must be uncomfortable for the creature to endure that for more than an hour.Lisa blushed, shakily getting on her feet. "Yes, Captain"Someone cleared their throat from behind, the familiar sound making her smile.
As Celina stepped out of the bath room, fully dressed after a long hot shower, she noticed it's not raining. Despite that, the clouds were hanging low, and it's still dark and bitingly cold. With a sigh, she still zipped up her jacket and wandered out of the room.On her way to the kitchen, there was something buzzing and whirring in her ears.Beth was the first one to greet her in a cable knit sweater that screamed the eighties and a cup of steaming tea. The young woman's lips curved in a warm smile, sinking into the nearby chair."I'm sorry for yesterday."The housekeeper tutted her lips, waving. "I am
/Javiers POV/The Prince didn't know what woke him up. But suddenly, he's sitting up in bed, the sheets sliding off his chest along with Celina's arm around him. It's still dark out, no light shining in from outside, no ray of sun that might've alerted him. The window was still wide open, a thin layer of snow now covering the ground right in front of the Castle. The snowstorm has finally stopped, leaving behind the chilly air.Javier, without making any noise, slipped out from beneath the duvet and stood on his feet, his mind wiped blank. The Prince's steps were steady but languid as he made his way towards the window. Looking behind, he cannot believe that the dragon rider was in his bed.Finally, he thought to hi
"Thank you", Celina had to say out those words, a sigh escaping her lips. It got overwhelming for her—their stares, those questions and everything in general. The dragon rider had to get out of there, breathe without feeling her lungs burn. Only that if she walked away, it would appear rude."Anything for you, my love", He whispered, gazing into her eyes.The moment they stepped inside the warmth of his room, Celina could feel the air go thick and heavy, sizzle with something she's become far too familiar with.His icy, solid body pressed to her the next moment, his arms encircling and clutching her tight. She sagged back, her legs moments from giving out if not for Javier pressing her against the solid wood
Celina stared as Leader Keith's headless body laid in front of them, lifeless and in the pool of blood. She felt no remorse whatsoever. It was as if the rider was numb to sensation. Barton and Matt were also lying next to him.Motioning the dragon, she slid off him, standing on her feet. Celina turned around and gazed into the glimmering gold of his eyes, her hand reaching out to his maw. Javier preened under her touch, leaning forward and almost making the rider stumble. A giggle escaped her lips. She missed it.Lightly scratching at the scales, Celina stared at him. "You did good today. Shift back now."Javier made a sound, his wings flapping together, the sudden rush of heavy breeze almost making h
The little girl in pigtails perched on one of the towers, her legs crossed together. Celina was merely six years old when she learned that her father trained dragons. It was fascinating, igniting curiosity in her; that's why she followed him.Her mother would have forbidden her, but Celina skillfully sneaked away. Sitting by the railing, she got to watch the entire scene unfold in front of her eyes. It was breathtaking, watching as the dragons soared in formation across the sky, performing elaborate manoeuvres, shooting at targets both grounded and airborne with their claws or fire darting out of their mouth.Celina's eyes widened, watching as the dragons, as mighty as they stood, leaned in front of her father. One of them let her father stroke the maw, eyes rolling back. What was happening? How could her father not fear for
Her lips parted in shock, a puff of white cloud forcing out of her mouth in the process. That voice. It sounded so familiar. Javier? Her inner voice rushed out, panic seizing her by the throat and squeezing her eyes until pain blossomed behind those lids. What if it's all part of her imagination? She refused to turn and meet her death in some underground alley where no one could find a trace of her."Celina, it's me."The sound echoed in her ears. She still stayed in the fragile position, fingers trembling as the maid fisted the fabric of her coat. Her nose brushed against the soft skin of her palm as she tried to cover her face. Why couldn't the voice stop taunting her? Celina didn't need a reminder that Javier was not miles away from her and proba
Celina lied on her back and stared at the ceiling, breath shallow, trying not to move. The room was dark, woods completely burned out, leaving nothing but ashes and the distinct smell behind. She blinked a few times, eyes bleary and adjusting to the lack of light, slightly disoriented for a moment or two. Last night was real. The more she thought about it, the more breathlessness Celina experienced. She behaved like an oblivious fool all this time, doubting Javier when he's been trying to help her. Her body felt numb as she recalled the broken expression on his face, the defeated look as he watched her leave. The young woman knew he tried to stop her from leaving. She saw his reflection in the mirror of the car but remained motionless. Heartlessly Celin
Instead of turning away from the door and walking back to her room, Celina stayed behind. She knew it was wrong. The young woman couldn't forget the look that crossed Abels face when she told him about the pill. What was that all about? Huddling in the corner as not to be seen, Celina crouched behind the wall. The door was slightly ajar, all thanks to Abel slamming it with much force than necessary. Before leaning down, her eyes flitted across the surrounding just to make sure she's all alone. Releasing a sigh of breath upon finding no one in miles of long hallway, Celina diverted her attention back to Abel. Her eyes widened when she noticed a scowl on Leader Keith's face. Then the voices came. "What did you give her?"