/Third Persons POV/
Celina blinked at her friend, eyes wide and mouth parted. “What?!”
“It makes perfect sense”, Flora argued.
Her friend had utterly lost the plot. How could she come to that conclusion? Javier was not in love with her, right? They have only started going out.
“You don’t know what I am talking about.”
Flora sighed. “Oh, but I do! I can see the love in his eyes! The way his eyes never stray away from your face when you both are in one room.”
“Now you are just making up a story.”
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The maid figured that it all started with that massive cave beside the Castle. Her answers would be unravelled there. Of that, she was sure. Celina thought talking to the housekeeper might help although Beth refused to share any information before.As Beth was setting the dinner plates in the dining room, Celina cornered her.“Beth?”The housekeeper hummed softly, focused on arranging the plates. It was strange that Avery was not the one doing it. After all, she thrived on such tasks hoping her aunt won’t ask her to do anything else.“What do you know about that cave? Please, I need to know.”&nb
Celina ended up walking in a room that resembled a lot like a small study. She wasn't in the mood to retrieve to the kitchen, stare at Beth and Avery's stoic faces. They were still upset with her. Not her fault.The room she entered was mainly was a sitting room or one of many reception rooms; she had no bloody idea. The Castle was so massive that the eighteen-year-old barely remembered the rooms. Maybe because the maid headquarters and the Prince's room were her most visited ones, she never bothered to explore beyond that.Once inside the room, she admired the bookshelves lining the walls, a small table and upholstered chairs, a plush velvet ottoman and a crystal chandelier. It was too fancy to be a small study. Then again, anything could be possible in a Castle like this.&n
When Abel started to move towards the main door, she followed him in a daze, falling into steps behind him. The small oil lamp in his hands barely did anything but lit up the path in front of them. Celina glanced over her shoulder, making sure no one followed them."A-Abel, are you sure everyone's asleep?""Yeah, I checked", Her friend hummed, his eyes fixed on the path ahead. They were finally in the out, all alone. Crickets chirped loudly, night owls making sound and dark sky staring back at them.They're inside, all of a sudden. Celina didn't even notice—her eyes trained on Abels back. The young woman's skin burned beneath her fingertips, phantom heat sliding up her spine and making her insides clench. She exhaled shaki
The Prince’s fingers remained tracing over her face for another handful of moment. She wanted to move away from his touch but held her ground. Celina tried to look at Javier, yet her heartbeat was so painful and heavy that it seemed to punch her glance into a new direction every fraction of a second.“Celina?” He cleared his throat, his voice making an effort to focus back on the conversation at hand. She blinked at him, cheeks red at not being attentive.“Sorry”“Did you catch a word I said?”“Umm...”Javier shook his head. “I said that I planned something special for you today. Don’t make any plans for tonight. It’ll be just you and me.” 
Celina couldn’t believe her ears. She wanted the older woman rather be lying than face the harsh reality. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed Abel trying to console the woman.“Umm...madam, are you sure he went in search of the cave?”The older woman snapped her head in Celina's direction; a frown etched on her face. She twisted her mouth. “Why would I lie about it? My son...he worked as a journalist and wanted to find out about people disappearing around that cursed cave. He would talk about it for days to no end.” Tears dribbled down her cheeks, and the maid was ashamed to doubt such a woman.She continued, “One day, he decided to find out the truth about the cave. I tried to stop him, but he’s adamant and went any
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.