/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
Celina couldn't believe her eyes. The person she has loved all this along almost tried to kill another person—her friend at that. Just thinking about the state she found, Abel made a shiver ran down her spine. He was barely breathing, face pale and choking on his saliva. Leaning against the wall, fighting for his life Abel looked almost gone.For a second there, she thought Javier would kill him. Then he stopped.How could he do something like that? She kept on giving him the benefit of the doubt, ignoring all the red flags on the way only to have him show his true colours.She never thought he would begging in front of her, asking f
Abel was there, bundling her up into his arms right away, holding her hands, clasping them between one of his own. He let her cry until his shirt was more water than fabric and the sky outside had gone dark, the only light in the tiny room coming from the hallway.Eventually, the maid stopped crying, eyes slipping shut, slumped like a dead weight. She wanted to scream. Scream at Javier for hiding the truth, being a coward and such an insensitive prick, for ruining them all the way. “Come on”, Abel softly cooed, rubbing circles on her back. The touch made her sigh. “We need to move out of here.”“O-Okay”“I&rsqu
/Javiers POV/The Prince stood back, watching as Celina left with Abel. His heart was bleeding. He thought of the anger, of the confusion, of those cerulean blue eyes that had looked at him with a bonfire of emotions crackling within them, the heat of it seeping into his skin. Taking his last breath would have been a lot easier than having that stare on him.Javier thought about the moment a while ago when he tried to step closer to her, who turned her head to the side, scrunching up her nose, trying to get as far away from him as possible. It stung, his heart clenching at the reminder.For a moment, the Prince stood there, blinking in disbelief at the door, not even realising that Celina left a few minutes ago. The love of his
/Beths POV/As Beth exited the Princes room, softly closing the door behind, she collided with Avery. The housekeeper could read her face, aware of the thoughts going in her mind. Now that Celina was gone, Avery might be thinking about Javier again. A sigh left Beth's lips. When was this girl going to learn?"What are you doing here?" Her tone was sharp, biting, cutting through the air around them. Beth could let it slide one time, think of it as a naive mistake from her niece. Not again.Avery nervously shifted on her feet, looking over Beth's shoulder towards the closed door. "I was making sure Your Highness is alright. Is that a crime now?""That's not a crime, my dear. But what you a
"Celina...come on. I'll show you around so you may become better acquainted with it." Her friend directed, leading her away from Leader Keith. A sigh escaped her lips. She could not stand to be in that room any longer. It was suffocating.Abel began to speak up once they walked from room to room, tentatively at first, then explaining the use of each room. She mentally tried to remember where everything was.The maid felt calmer and calmer the more they explored, her heartbeat coming back to normal. She still couldn't explain her erratic reaction in front of Leader Keith. Why did her brain react so wildly?She wondered if she would be lonely hidden away from the rest of the world, but then Celina remembered the Castle was the same way. The young woman had been hap
/Javiers POV/The Prince didn't remember the last time he talked to the love of his life. It'd probably been at least a week—an unheard of time for them—and their previous exchange was something he could never forget. Her last words were whispered into his skull.After hours of translating and learning about the procedure to trigger Celina's dream, Javier began the process. Jade had hundreds of rules which he took into consideration. The bowl in front of him was a mixture of all the herbs listed on the pages. Closing his eyes, he began chanting the verses in the language it was written.No spark. Nothing happened.In any
After dinner that night, Celina went outside wearing a coat and scarf. The young woman chose to sit on the bench in the garden, inhaling the cool air and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. It's late in the evening, and as per the tradition, they are supposed to do some light reading together. She could not convince herself to mingle with others, needing a moment to herself.She pushed her legs together, a deep exhale slipping out of her lips. That's when someone plopped on the space next to her. Her eyes widened, turning over and finding none other than Elinor, Abels cousin. Or so she said. They had no similarity in looks, but maybe they are not related by blood. Whatever.Elinor has been nothing but annoying since the last few days. Abel asked her to keep company while he's away, so she's been popping everywher
•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?"