Valencia

    Iy in bed contemting what to do with my life when a knock sounded on the door.

    Believing it to be Mary, I said.

    “I dont need anything, and I am doing fine, Mary. You should sleep too.”

    “That is good to hear, but I still wanted to check on you,” I heard a voice that didn’t belong to Mary.

    I almost squealed with delight to see Sarah standing in the door.

    “Sarah, what are you doing here?” I asked, but her eyes went so wide that I feared they would fall out of their sockets.

    “Bloody hell! You live here?”

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    She forgot me for a while and only looked around the room in wonder. And that is when I realized she had probably not been inside the castle, at least not in somebody’s private rooms, though she might have taken a few nces at themon ces visible from outside.

    “Woah, this is truly a fairytale castle!”

    Sarah twirled around like a happy little girl, and I smiled to see her behave like that.

    She ran towards the nearby ornate chair, picked it and rubbed her cheek against it.

    “So soffftttttt”

    She said dreamily, her eyes fluttering a little as she soaked in the beauty and luxury of the room.

    “Sarah, I am here, you know”

    I said, but she continued to look around the ce, examining every little detail with a child like glee.

    I couldn’t find fault in her. I had been gobsmacked when I first saw the ce as well.

    “I mean I was a little confused at first about what to look at first. The castle is dreamy and so damn luxurious, but boy, oh boy, the youngest prince is such an eye candy to look at.”

    “Excuse me?” I asked, and she looked around and realized the door was open, so she closed it and came running towards me.

    “I mean, have you ever looked at him? Like really looked at him? He is such a fine specimen to look at. Perfect jawline, tousled hair, and those abs are to die for. He makes me want to sin every time I see him.”

    My eyes widened in surprise.

    “Sarah!!”

    “What? This is not the temple where I have to be respectful and can’t talk dirty, right? Besides, I haven’t even said anything particr sinful…yet.”

    She said with a coy smile, and I only shook my head to pull her into a hug.

    “How are you?”

    Sarah had changed from the in white temple robes into a simply grey gown and her hair had been braided and looped

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    around into a tight bun behind her head.

    “Just look at me! I am dressed like one of those snobbish, bitchy castledies, and damn, they have so much skin on disy that it feels like they live in a brothel.”

    “Damn, you have a filthy mouth!” I eximed, and she winked at me.

    “I told you I grew up in a family where my parents would fight as if it was apetition to figure out whose mouth could spew more filth. Old habits die hard, you know.”

    I could only smile at her.

    Sarah was a free bird that had been caged in the temple walls, and I could see how much she liked being free and running her mouth as if there was nobody to stop her.

    So I let her.

    “I heard how everybody kept saying that you were worried about me and, trust me, I was equally worried about you when I learned what that bitch made you do.”

    My eyes widened, and even she realized she had just cursed, but then she shrugged.

    “I don’t think there is any such rule here that you can’t curse, right?”

    “Of course not” I smiled, and we both giggled.

    I was happy to see her here. I had been dying to meet her, but I wasn’t sure if that wretched Nina would let me pass through the entrance without making me do some stupid tasks again.

    “How did you evene here? Did she not stop you?” I asked.

    And emboldened by the freedom here, Sarah just climbed on the bed and sat beside me, folding her legs in a cross and pulling her sleeves up as if she was here to tell me some nice, juicy story.

    “Okay, you have no idea the strings that raunchy looking and utterly delicious specimen of a man pulled to make this happen. And the look on that bloody bitch’s face….it was priceless.”

    bSarah /bhad been so pale and feverish when Ist saw her but she was the exact opposite right now.

    “Kaundry looking man?” I asked in confusion.

    Prince Killian of course. He is so sexy, so delicious looking and does he eat bricks for breakfast because, my god, I am sure ithe /iGoddess must have also felt selfish to not let that handsome and utterly lickable man walk on earth when she could have

    him for herself”

    I didn’t know how to trad, so I just sat there and heard her yap with a dazed expression.

    “It looks like you are infatuated with the prune.” I said wood could not ignore the lude stab of jealousy and something else I felt when she kepe un talking ale huu so stfully

    I just told myself she was just utilizing her freedom to the use and speaking whatever came to her mind without a filter.

    And she was grinning from ear to eat as she let stall be frustration about Nina in front of me. She was talking nonstop, and half of it went over my head because she wasughing and clking more to herself than to me.

    bBut /bI just sat there looking at her, at the way she was giggling and smiling

    Oh, he was the one who brought me here, you know He kept saying he wanted you to not worry about me, but since you were strictly on bed rest, but he also knew that you might run away to meet e at night, he personally escorted me here.

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    And damn, that sexy hunk is so polite and sweet, I can’t help but think what if I were to….”

    As much as I liked her, I didn’t want to have a graphic image of her and Killian in my head, so I interrupted her.

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    “He personally escorted you here?” I asked, and she nodded. “After getting me dressed up like a royal nobledy with the help of a sweet girl called Mary because he didn’t want me to draw any unwanted attention and grow ufortable.”

    That was sweet of him.

    Wait. So if he had escorted her here, it meant he would also personally help her get back to the temple.

    And for that to happen, he should know when Sarah wanted to leave. Plus, this was basically his living quarters that I also lived in with him.

    If he was not here inside with us, that only meant he was outside the door.

    “Lower your voice, Sarah. This is Prince Killian’s room, and you are shouting nasty things about him at the top of your voice.”

    I warned her, but she did that thing with her eyes again, making them goically wide.

    “What? You live with the hottest man to walk this earth and are telling me this so casually as if we are discussing weather! How do you not have the urge to rip his clothes into pieces every time you see him?”

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    Okay, Sarah had either drunk some beer they served at Seranthyne or she needed to calm down because I was not sure how long I could tolerate her talking about Killian like this anymore.