I practically floated through the rest of the day. I didn't know why I felt so over the moon, but I was proud that I had beaten Rowan. And that I wouldn't have to suffer through his workout. I'd seen what sort of weights he liked to lift, and I wasn't sure I could lift that heavy. I'd never be willing to admit that to him, or anyone for that matter.It was getting harder and harder to watch him flirt with Aurora during the day. Aurora seemed to be growing used to the attention, less and less impressed with him, and that made it harder. She was still just as kind and thoughtful, she just didn't blush and giggle at him the way she did when we first arrived. Her attention seemed divided recently.That had me concerned. I didn't like it when she worried over something. There were plenty of things I couldn't do anything about, but if she was worried about something political or something that had to do with her physical safety, I could definitely help with that.I stood outside of her
I missed my morning workout. I missed Rowan. I missed our morning banter. For two days now, I'd done everything in my power to avoid him. I hated having to do it.The truth was that I felt like if things were different, if Aurora wasn't part of the picture, if he wasn't a prince, maybe we could live some sort of happily ever after. If we had met at some beach bar on one of our islands, struck up a casual conversation, there would be an opportunity to let this go somewhere. Of course, if wishes were horses, I'd have a remuda.And I'm a damn fool. I keep believing that Rowan would actually want something to do with me. I know his type. They have a personality like a chameleon, blending to match whoever they're talking to, to chase down whatever they want. Once he got what he wanted from me, he'd probably never look my way again.I was right to ignore him. I was wrong for kissing him, but it just solidified my need to ignore him, to stop thinking about him, to quit worrying about hi
*Rowan*The gym was far too empty again this morning. Four days in a row now, I had come down to a dark, lifeless gym. I had started to look forward to seeing Genevieve every morning. She had me looking forward to working out, excited to challenge myself and spend a little time alone with her.Since our kiss, she had been painfully absent. I had convinced myself that it wasn't because of our kiss, then accepted that it definitely was because of it, and now couldn't decide what I believed was the cause for her absence.I racked the weights I was holding, listening to the metallic clang as they landed back on the rack. I pulled out my headphones and shoved them in my pocket. It was worthless to try and get anything accomplished this morning, I was too distracted. Maybe I would go back to only working out two or three times a week. Working out daily suddenly seemed pointless again."You're up early," Budge, one of my favorite guards, said in greeting as I wandered down the hall.
The palace was a flurry of activity. Once again, florals dripped throughout the halls and most of the rooms. Gold silk was draped from rafters, and the dining room was temporarily closed for decoration. Dodging the huge influx of people to the palace had me feeling drained.That wasn't exactly fair. Jonah's arrival was what truly had me feeling drained, but all of this activity was definitely contributing to it. I kept having to dodge people carrying vases and boxes and pushing carts of food. I was just trying to get to my daily meetings, and yet the hallways were crowded with extra housekeepers and servers and all sorts of people who did things I couldn't even name.The whole day went that way, me trying to dodge out of the way of strangers, and attempting to maintain a polite demeanor. It wasn't their fault that they'd been hired to get this done. They were all just people trying to take home a paycheck. It was my parents that I was truly frustrated with.Throwing a huge welcom
*Genevieve*Getting ready was harder this time. I had gotten used to the state dinners, dressing up, and trying to impress people I didn't care about. I liked being able to blend into the crowd and not worry about what they thought about me. I hated the way it all felt like a waste of time and money.Today was different though. I had avoided Rowan for so long. I had been successful most days. I hadn't talked to him at all since the kiss, not even a passing greeting. I couldn't do that tonight though. Unless, by some miracle, he decided not to show up to the party, I would be trapped in the same room as him for hours.It was vain of me to believe he would be interested in speaking to me. He probably didn't care about me anymore. I was sure he'd have plenty of other doting women in the court to pay attention to. Still, the possibility of him wanting to talk to me had my hands shaking as I finished my makeup.I wore the navy dress again. It hid all my weapons, it had its own weapo
"You seem lost," Sergeant Duvall announced as he walked down the hall.He looked dashing in his military uniform. His black shoes were so polished I could practically see my reflection in them. He had a thick black mustache that made him look older than he was, but when I studied his face, I realized he couldn't be more than a year or two older than me."No, just restless," I answered. I’d just left Aurora’s room but found I didn’t want to go back to my own yet."Ah, I've been there a time or two. Anything in particular keeping you up?" he asked as I paced closer."Nothing I want to talk about," I confessed."I've been there too." Sergeant Duvall nodded. "Would you like some company?"I considered for a fraction of a second. "I think so."Sergeant Duvall moved from where he was leaning against the wall to join me in walking down the hall. "Was the party any good?" he asked casually."It was fine. I'm not big on partying though. I never was," I admitted."Me neither. I
*Rowan*"I'd prefer it if you gave me some space," Genevieve snapped.I sighed. I probably deserved that. I should have left her alone. I never should have asked her for that dance. I kept fumbling all of this, constantly ruining things I should have been able to handle with ease. Genevieve had that effect on me, just scrambling my thoughts and feelings."I can't get you out of my head, Genevieve," I confessed."That's your problem, Rowan. You're the one who kissed me. You're the one that asked me to dance. You've made the first move every time," she reminded me.That struck a raw spot in my chest. I couldn't put into words the feelings I was experiencing, especially after she worded things like that. She was right. I had selfishly dragged her into my own tumultuous feelings. I was struggling to discern why she was feeling what she was feeling, but I could tell she was miserable, and I knew it was my fault somehow."I know," I breathed. "I'm sorry."She blinked up at me.
*Genevieve*I still couldn't sleep. Even after the exhausting conversation down at the beach, my mind wouldn't settle. I knew it was because of the conversation at the beach. I was sick of Rowan swirling through my mind, taking up more real estate than he deserved. He shouldn't get to monopolize my train of thought.It was a relief to know that he genuinely cared about me. I could spend my whole life wondering if he truly meant what he said, but the truth was that it didn't matter. When he kissed me, it felt like he meant it, and that was all the proof I needed. I couldn't do anything with that information, so the whole point was moot.Changing into some leggings and a T-shirt, I got ready to go for a walk around the palace. I wouldn't go back down to the beach, but I could pace a little while in the hallway. I needed to clear my head again, and the walls in my room felt like they were crushing me.The palace was quiet, and the halls were dim. At some point in the middle of the