I wake with a jolt in my bed.
No, not my bed, this castle's.

Another nightmare.

Rubbing my face with my hands, I look outside.
It has stopped snowing, but I can feel the cold creeping, and I pull the blanket up to my neck.

It's only 5am.
I'm awake quite early, but I don't want to fall asleep again.

The note I got yesterday has disappeared from my bedside table.
Someone must have come at night and destroyed it.
Probably Samantha.

But that makes me think, is Samantha also part of this plan?

Before I can wonder about any thing else, my door softly opens and Laura and Kyra walk in.

But after seeing me awake, they relax a bit and don't worry about making any noise.
"Good morning. How are you feeling now?"

"A lot more better. I missed you guys!"

Kyra comes to hug me and Laura hesitates, but I tell her its fine and she joins too.

"You guys are really the best. I can tell you missed me a lot too."

They laugh and while working and cleaning, tell me what's been going around in the castle.

It's nice to have friends here.

I take a nice bath and wear some comfortable pants and shirt.
Fortunately, this time I don't have to dress up since I'm not a princess anymore.

I soon find myself having breakfast in the dining room, all alone.

I need to find this weapon room today.

Camara comes in and looks me up and down.
Yeah, I think she needs to get used to looking at me in informal clothes.

Seizing this opportunity, I quickly ask her, "Camara! Since I am here anyways, why don't you show me around the castle. I've been here so long yet I know so little."

"The 'little' you know, the better."

I groan.
"Please? Aren't you free anyway, since you are here?"

"I am not. Prince Drake told me to check on you. He is really worried about you... but I can tell. There is something very wrong going on with you. If you think you can fool us in any way, forget about it."

"You're suspecting me? Damn, Camara, I actually thought you liked me but no, you still don't. Anyway, are you going to show me around or not?"

Sighing in annoyance, she calls one of the guards and asks him to show me around.

Yes!

But I have to say, Camara is really smart and quick. I'll have to be very careful from her.

Luckily, the guard showing me around is Laurence.

We leave as soon as I finish eating, and go through many corridors, pointing out different rooms:
-The room where you can play pool
-A room with a swimming pool
-a room to play tennis
-another library
-a ballroom
And what-not.

Yet, as we go around, he never points to a weapon room.

Just as I am about to ask about it, out of the corner of my eye, I see Prince Drake sword fighting.

I quickly run to the window and look down.
There he is, shirtless, in the cold, doing different things with his sword...
Damn...
Those abs...

He looks so handsome...
His blonde hair looks almost white, stuck to his forhead.
Why... Just why?!?!

Laurence comes up to me and I see him smirk at me.
I quicky back up, embarrassed, and feel blood rush up to my cheeks.

Don't get distracted!

"Would you like to go see him, in person?" He asks.

I look away and say, "Let's just go on."

I see him chuckle, and before long, I stand in front of Prick.

This idiot Laurence, brought me here in the end.

"Analia? What are you doing here? You should be resting?"

I cross my arms and try not to look at his perfect abs.
"Laurence is showing me around. I have been here for soooo long, yet I know barely anything of this palace..."

That makes me wonder where his room is...
Wait, why would I need to know?
I push the thoughts away and focus on the guy in front of me.

Ok, not too much focus...

He narrows his eyes at Laurence and looks at me, then frowns.

Is that- is that jealousy I see?

He isn't that good at hiding his feelings...
I try to suppress a smile as he asks, "Why isn't someone like Kyra, or Samantha showing you around?"

"They have work to do, I can't get in their way. Plus why does it matter? Are you- are you jealous, Prince Drake?"

His cheeks go red and I hear a snort from Laurence, but he quickly stops himself and looks forward.

"I couldn't care less about your business with this guard. But he has a job to do, protecting the palace."

I frown.
"Well then who is gonna show me around? Since everyone here is busy?"

I roll my eyes with frustartion.
He is really a Prick.

He runs his long fingers though his hair, and says, "I will show you around. Laurence, you may go back to your duty."

Laurence bows and starts leaving but I stop him.
Hell no am I going with Prick. How am I supposed to find the weapon's room then?

"You must be busy to Prince. Laurence is doing a good job showing me around."

He gives one look to Laurence and Laurence leaves.

"Let me wear some clothes and then we will go."

He starts going to the bench with his coat and doesn't give me a chance to argue back.
Well my plan just went downhill.

He puts on his coat and I watch with awe as he does.
He reminds me of a little, proud cat.

Slapping myself for thinking such thoughts, I follow him as we start going inside the palace again.

He doesn't talk much, just pointing to thw different rooms, and if I try to make a conversation, he will talk a little, blush after muttering a few things, and go back to being an introvert.
This is going to be hard.

Its getting dark soon, so I take the chance to ask him, "Shouldn't you have like a weapon's room?"

He stops in his tracks and perplexed, asks me, "Why?"

"You know... If I get in trouble someday and so I know."

He frowns and starts leading me somewhere. I try to memorise all paintings I am passing.

We suddenly stop and I bump into him.

"It is this."

I look at the room and look at Prick.

Did he just bring me here without hesitating too much?
Does he trust me that much?

"Well, time to head back. You need to have dinner."

I nod, and follow him as we start going back.

Its good that he trusts me so much. It will help me.
But why do I feel a pang of pain.

He stops in front of the dining room.
"I have some work to do so you can eat and then sleep. I will see you tomorrow."

I don't say anything.
He nods and starts heading back.

Shit. I am making no progress with making him fall in love with me. I have to do something...

I quickly grab his hand to stop him and he stiffens.

I see his ears go red and whisper, "Good night Prince Drake. Have sweet dreams."

Have nightmares!

I let go off his hand and he mumbles back a good night and leaves, his strides a bit too big and fast.

Slowly slowly, he is falling into my trap, and he doesn't yet even know it.

A/N:
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