Karen's POV

"This is absolute heaven, guys! It's been so long." I moan as I take a bite of the cheesy pizza Iris and Kevin bought for us.

"Okay, I'll be honest here, this is really good." Darius comments, as he munches on the French fries.

Iris and Kevin arrived today morning and the food was still hot. They were exhausted; Iris could barely stand the moment she reached here. But once she drank a good Frappuccino prepared in the kitchens of Eponine, along with the Chai Latte from Starbucks, she started jumping around like she usually does. 

The best thing was Kevin's face when she asked Darius to give her a piggyback ride. Apparently, she wanted to know how it would feel like to ride at a greater height, since Darius is higher than Kevin, and Darius gladly agreed. But poor Iris clang to Darius for dear life since he threatened to drop her repeatedly from the height she was sitting at. Once she jumped off him, she ran straight to Kevin and hugged him.

The funniest thing was Kevin's face when Iris was sitting on Darius. He was super jealous. But he also looked scared as hell when Darius was threatening to drop her. But I knew Darius wouldn't be that cruel to drop poor Iris on that little ass of hers.

"You want one more piggyback ride, parvulus?" teases Darius.

"No thanks, frater. My Kevin will give me piggyback rides without threatening me like you did. And I love sitting on his back. He keeps me safe. You scare the hell out of me!" she scoffs and we laugh. I hope Kevin noticed the fact that she just called him her Kevin.

"And Karen will keep me safe, won't you Karen?" smirks Kevin.

"Of course, dear best friend. I will always keep you safe." I smirk.

"I like the thing with meat placed in between the buns with the vegetables and cheese. It seems very healthy," comments Caspian.

"Caspy, caspy, it's called a burger. And it's far from healthy." giggles Iris. She has taken to calling him a ridiculous nickname, Caspy,caspy.

"Why would it be not healthy?" he asks, confused.

"The chemicals added in the food to preserve it and to increase the taste of the burger is the main thing that makes it unhealthy. Second, the burger is fried in oil. Third, is the sauces used to increase the taste. They contain a lot of chemicals and sugar which are harmful to health. And lastly, the foods are processed and assembled in large bulks. As a result, the risk of contamination increases." she explains as the boys look at her, hilariously confused.

"Yeah, you understood?" I ask.

"Yeah, totally. I know mundane food contains bad potions known as chemicals. But then why do you guys have it anyway?" asks Caspian.

"Because it tastes good. And once in a while, it's not that harmful," she says and they sigh.

"Well, I love this stuff. French fries," says Darius stuffing a bunch in his mouth.

"Me too, but no hi-five for you." she huffs.

"Conturbata sunt viscera mea ad veniam: parum soror." he whines dramatically placing his hand on his chest.

"Hey, I understand Latin!" she yells.

"Then please give me what I asked for!" he says.

"What did he ask for, babe?" asks Kevin.

"He's asking for forgiveness. Should I give him?" she asks. Honestly, I find the whole situation just dumb and I have a strong feeling that Caspian does too judging by his unbothered expression. They're acting like freaking kids.

"He didn't hurt you, so I think he can be pardoned." shrugs Kevin. Iris eyes Darius for a while and then her expression softens. Then she shakes his hand. Now that what I just witnessed for the hundredth time, is known as Iris forgiveness. I personally think it's kinda childish, but she doesn't keep grudges this way, and I appreciate her simple way of forgiveness.

"Okay, so what's next?" I ask.

"You'll train with me and they'll train with Darius. After that, we'll go to studying things," he says keeping his face down, focusing on his eating.

The prospect of training with Caspian again honestly scares me. The last time was a disaster and training with Caspian again wouldn't be more awkward. 

Maybe if I just talk with him when we are alone and then we'll be good.

We eat our food and then Darius leaves saying that he has some important meeting with his students and some other random people and the love birds excuses themselves to spend some time in the lake. And that leaves just me and Caspian in the room. He stands up to leave but I stop him.

He sighs.

"Amare, if you're about to apologize, please don't! And we have to train tomorrow, so don't be late!" he reminds and begins to leave again.

"Caspian please, why are you so cold towards me?" I ask.

"I am not cold towards you. But I don't goof around as Kevin or Darius does."

"Darius doesn't goof around," I argue.

"What do you want to talk about, Katarina?" he asks seriously.

"Caspian, I don't know what happened between us, but please don't be so cold towards me." I plead.

"Nothing happened between us, amare," he says

"Then why are you acting different, Caspian?" I insist.

"Look Katarina, I am not acting different and nothing happened between us. But I want you to keep a distance from me. Don't bother about me. You have your friends and Darius. I will help you find the Borat and then I will resume my usual activities. You shouldn't bother about me." he tells. 

"But what if I want to bother about you? I want you also to be my friend just like them." I argue. He takes a deep breath, to calm himself down before speaking again.

It's better than us yelling at each other anyway!

"I said you shouldn't bother about me. I am telling this for your own good, Katarina," he states, sounding angry this time.

"But you said you wanted me. You said you wanted me to be yours. And now you're telling me to stay away from you? Why Caspian?" I whine.

"Because I am not good for you. You shouldn't grow too close to me. And I wanted you because you were a helpless baby that I wanted to protect. That I wanted to keep safe." he shouts.

"Then protect me, keep me safe. But don't be like this." I beg.

"Katarina, I want you to stop this discussion now," he orders but me being an idiot I don't stop.

"No, unless you don't be friends with me again like you were in the beginning, I won't stop. And I won't come to training also." I declare.

"Katarina!" he shouts.

"What are you, bipolar? You act all nice, goody-goody but shy warrior when you first meet me but then move on to act very cold, and rude to me. You are telling me to stay away from you. And trust me I won't do that unless you are some ruthless criminal or something which you are not!" I yell.

"Katarina, stop!" he commands loudly, slamming his hand on the table and my mouth closes. I sit back down on the chair and clench my jaw to stop tears from dropping. 

Why do I always end up crying in front of this guy?

"I will not train with you!" I whisper.

He sighs. "You have no choice, amare. You have to learn how to fight and to use weapons to go on this quest." 

"Then please stop making it so hard for me! Be nice Caspian. Be the Caspian I first met, please!" I whisper.

His baby blues eyes gaze at my sobbing self for a moment. "Okay..." he mutters and then storms out the door.

Why is he like this? He was so nice the first time we met. If it is something that I did to make him act so, then why isn't he telling me? And why the hell is he having so much effect on me that every time we fight, tears start pooling in my eyes?

I drop my head down on the table and start crying my eyeballs out. I had a bad habit of holding back my tears because I wanted to appear strong all the time. But one day, Iris advised me that, if I cry when no one is watching, it will make me feel much better afterward. She said to appear strong in front of everyone, but if I try to trick myself into thinking I am strong, I will only end up hurting myself.

Following her advice has only made me stronger. She said that one cries because they have been strong for too long. And I have been strong too long.

One fine day, a beautiful but strange lady shows up in front of me with a mirror and tells me that I am the heir to a magical kingdom. Out of sheer curiosity, I use the mirror to get transported to another dimension that I never knew existed in this universe. Without knowing anything, I am forced to write a letter to my parents telling them not to worry about me, and summon my friends to this world.

And then I find out that I am not my parents' daughter and that I am not even a normal human. I find out that I am supposed to be a queen and have to find some bloody gem to earn my true place. Even if I want to abdicate the throne, my heart says the opposite. My conscience tells me not to abandon my people, my throne, and my real family although they threw me out.

My powers go out of control and I hurt my friends. And added to that are two guys showing up in my life and I don't know for whom I have feelings. There's only so much I can endure.

Sometimes, I just wish I can go back to how it was before. Just me, Iris, and Kevin. Maybe, I would have introduced them to each other sooner than later given how much Kevin loves her. And she didn't even know. Just going to school, hanging out with them, getting into silly fights with Hannah, I miss the old times. They feel like such a long time ago.

I sit there and cry until I feel like the entire urge to cry has faded. I sniffle and wipe my face off, walking to the bathroom to wash my face and dry it off until all the proof that I just cried has gone. When I return to the table, I find my remaining slice of pizza and a full bag of French fries still remaining.

I am not wasting tasty food over some boy. I take my time and finish the food, enjoying every bit of it. The French fries as Darius said, are exceptionally tasty. Maybe because I haven't got them in a long time.

I finish my food and gather all the packaging and stuff together in one corner of the table so that it will be easier for the maids to clear it out later and I exit the room head straight to my room. 

I might have sat there for an hour so something!

I walk through the long hallways which surprisingly, happen to be quite deserted. All of them must be at the meeting. The maids here are pretty much invisible, so I don't see them either.

Then suddenly, I hear footsteps. I keep walking and turn to the left to see a figure standing face to the wall. The figure is resting his head on the wall but its face is covered with its hand and I can hear its breathing although it's very faint. Its groans and moans and I realize the voice immediately. 

Caspian.

"Caspian?" I call out softly and his head shoots in my direction. He smiles. 

Okay, he is freaking smiling now? Maybe he decided to be nice after all.

"Amare...Katarina..." he breathes out.

He looks normal but I feel like something is wrong.

"Come here..." he orders and I obey, taking slow steps to him and looking at his face. His face looks stern, concentrated, and demanding but not like the usual Caspian. Again, I don't even know what a usual Caspian would look like. But his eyes are burning red and kinda watery. 

Was he crying too? Why would he cry?

He does the usual and cups my face in his large hands, pulling me closer. And that's when I get a sniff of him. He smells good like he normally does, but there is something stronger to it. He smells faintly of some fermented product. He smells of alcohol. But it's nothing like I've ever smelled before and I do know how a range of drinks smell like.

"Caspian, what happened to you?" I ask softly.

"Amica mea, Katarina. Ego sum ita paenitet," he says, totally oblivious to my question.

"Caspian, I don't understand you," I say and he raises an eyebrow.

"My love, Katarina. I am so sorry," he says. 

His love?

"That's what you said?" I ask and he nods. "Why are you sorry?" 

"I am sorry for myself. I want you. I want you so much. But I can't. And I am so sorry that I am troubling you. That I came into your life." he says.

He has no idea what he's doing to me by saying those words!

"Caspian, you're not troubling me." I lie.

"You're so beautiful!" he breathes out of nowhere.

"You're drunk, Caspian!" I giggle and he scowls.

"No, I am not. I will never get drunk. And you should come for training tomorrow." he says sternly.

"Only, if you are good to me." I bargain.

"Okay...I will never be bad to my Katarina." he agrees, his words slurring. He would never call me his Katarina if he were sober. But sober thoughts come out when you're not sober. 

What exactly is going on in his mind?

His pupils have dilated inside his baby blue eyes. But the streaks are glowing like they never did before. His dirty blond hair is messy and his lips are plump and pink.

My back hits the wall and Caspian leans to me, hands on either side of my head. Drenched in my thoughts, I didn't even realize that I was being moved.

His blue orbs meet mine as he presses his body against me and lifts my thigh, his forearm resting on the wall on top of my head. I see red blood vessels scattered across the whites of his eyes and the smell of alcohol lingers in his breath.

"Do you hate me, my Katarina?" he asks and I shake my head. "Then why do you fight with me?"

"Because you become rude to me," I whisper.

"I won't be rude, my Katarina. Not to you, amare," he promises and I smile. I love it when he calls me his Katarina.

"I love it when you smile! I want to make you smile all the time. But I can't." he says.

"Why can't you, Caspian? Why can't you make me smile?" I whisper.

"I can't tell you that, amare," he mutters. And I decide not to press him further.

The smell of alcohol and his wonderful scent mixed up is making me dizzy. I would breathe in his scent every day. My palms stay pressed against the wall and to my astonishment, he dips his head down and presses his soft lips to my neck.

The feeling is new and sensational but wrong. I shouldn't be doing this with him. But I can't bring myself to stop him. My entire body is frozen and I am not able to move a muscle as he keeps his lip lightly brushing over my skin, tampering over it with his calm, hot breath.

"Has anyone ever kissed you like this, Katarina?" he whispers, softly. My ex-boyfriend used to kiss my neck but it always tickled and I felt uncomfortable. I used to push him away. But this is way different.

I swallow the lump in my throat to avoid answering. Whenever his warm, wet lips touch my skin, shudders run through my body.

"Answer me, Katarina," he whispers more sternly and I am forced to give out an answer.

"N-no!" I choke out and I feel him smile against my neck, his hot breath fanning my skin. He withers his lips up under my ear where my sweet spot is and I whimper as he parts his lips and nibbles on the sensitive spot with his teeth. My eyes drop shut and I enjoy the feeling he gives me with those soft lips.

Caspian trails his lips under my jawline and instinctively tilt my head to the side to give him better access. My hands find their way to his soft straight hair and I bury my fingers in them, lightly tugging to make a soft moan escape his mouth.

Caspian seems to have found my sweet spot. He trails his lips back and licks the sensitive spot and I gasp and he sucks my skin while rubbing his hand up and down my leg on his hip causing me to let out a loud moan.

I get lost in the overwhelming sensation that this man is giving me, that I forget where I am and what I am doing.

"Caspian..." I moan. We should stop. He's doing this only because he is drunk. Maybe he'll forget about it once he is sober.

"Caspian...s-stop," I mumble to him placing my hands on his chest.

He drops my leg gently and removes his lips, my skin missing the feeling of his warm lips. He looks at me surprisingly.

"Your eyes Katarina. They're gold!" he breathes. 

Maybe the heightened pleasure and excitement caused my eyes to start glowing again.

"Why did you do that, Caspian?" I whisper slowly.

"You should go back to your bed-chamber, Katarina," he says sternly. 

And there he is, back with his rude self.

"You told me you'll never be rude to me."

"I am not rude."

"Then answer my question."

"Because you're mine, Katarina. I want you to be mine," he says, takes his hands off the wall and backs away. He starts stumbling over and I rush to hold him to keep him falling on his face when I hear fast footsteps again and before I know it I find myself looking at a pair of electric blue eyes.

"I have searched for this guy the whole freaking palace. He drank liquor like water today," says Darius.

"Yeah, he's drunk," I say, handing Caspian's drunk body to Darius. Darius puts Caspian's hand on his shoulder and holds him up while Caspian moans and groans.

"Pudding, don't stay here alone! Go back to your chamber. Iris and Kevin are there. I'll take care of him." he advises and I nod.

"Why are you calling her pudding?" Caspian slurs, but I don't wait to listen to what Darius says and sprints back to my room.

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A/N: Holy shit! This the longest chapter I've written so far and I just wrote steamy content. Holy mother Mary, please forgive me! Yeah, I know it's not that steamy, but ITS STEAMY FOR MEEEE!!!  😨😮😯

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