Mike took us to Valery’s room first and the two of us continued on through the candle lit corridors to my room, “a tower?” Mike questioned, an eye brow raised at me as we stood before the beginning of the spiral stairway, that had less candles then the corridor and gave off an eerie.
“Not like i asked for it” i shrugged, “Well you’re on your own going up there, at the very least, hard to get lost but creepy as hell” he said, “creepy?
I thought princes’ and princesses usually had towers for rooms?” i questioned, “hell no, if anything that was years ago, now they’re mostly just creepy and walking down the stairs whenever you need the littlest thing sucks.
If anything they’d be used for prisoners jeez” he whinned, i laughed then a thought came to me, “oh and by the way who used to live in the room im in now?
It’s full of ballgowns and stuff”, Mike held his chin with his left hand, pursing his lips in thought, “if i remember right, my grandmother.
After grandma passed she secluded herself up there and forever mourned him, till her last breath” he said, “that’s so sweet, and kind of sad”, “Yea, isn’t that always the case with true love?
If someone doesn’t morn your death, did they really love you?”, i looked at Mike knowingly, “they’re allowed to move on after mourning, even if people are sad about the loss of their beloved, if they dont move on they will be more sad about the memory rather then, moving on it part of life, dont hold it against your mother, she needs happiness as well.
And look, she changed, maybe the new king is a great influence on her” i adviced, “yea, maybe” he said unsure but willing to accept my words, “Goodnight Mike, sleep well” i said,”night Ave” he turned to walk away with a lazy wave and i started my trip up the stairs.
I was already tired when i got to the room, it was dark when i got in and i turned on the lights in the room, a candle near the door with matches next to it on the ready, i used it to light the rest of the candles in the room.
I went into the walk-in wardrobe and put on my pajamas.
Then walked to a bag of mine to look for a book to read and took my phone.
The service on my phone was still just as dead as when I checked prior, I sighed.
I opened my book to the page with a bent corner and then began to read, it was a romance novel that caught my attention in a library near home.
I missed home so much, the morning wake up call and the smell of delicious food, the hugs we got from mother and father, back then they were normal things parents should do, now i longed for them again.
I longed to hear from my family, even my brother’s occasional teasing.
Nostalgia continued to fill my head, memories of my family left and right, my eyes staring at the book but my head floating high in the clouds.
“Hello” my ears perked up at the sound of a distant voice.
“Are you there?”
The voice of a young boy echoed through the room, repeating the greeting and question continuously, I looked left and right, got out of bed, and tried to follow the origin of the voice.
“Hello? I’m over here”
I suddenly heard, I panicked when I turned to see it was coming from the balcony, was it a perverted kid spying on me?
Or was it just a regular creep who used a voice changer to sound like a child?
So many questions raced through my head I grabbed a broom nearby and walked toward the curtain-closed balcony, slowly opened the curtain, and still saw nothing beyond the darkness outside.
The only thing I could make out was the tower next door to mine, the window facing my room’s balcony was bright, the light of a candle dancing on its fabric.
Feeling a little secure that someone was on the other side and could likely hear a scream if one is needed, I cautiously opened the big casement doors.
“H-hello?” I called out, my voice cracking with fear, my head turning in all directions, trying to avoid all forms of an ambush.
“Hello” I turned my head to face the voice, to my shock, it was coming from the other tower, my heart skipped a beat, and to some extent I felt calmer knowing the person wasn’t on this side of the two towers.
“W-who are you? who are you l-looking for?” I questioned.
“I am looking for no one specific, just someone, anyone to talk to”
The boy said, his voice seemed silvery, and flat yet warm, welcoming, and kind.
“Who are you? Show yourself?!” I demanded trying my best to hide the eminent fear that lay beneath the bravery.
Swiftly a shadow walked toward the window curtain, reached for its side, and gently opened it.
Through the window, I faced a boy, green eyes, black hair and the palest of skin as if he himself was a sheet of paper. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
“Hello,” he greeted, his lips barely opened or maybe it was just the full moonlight making his already pale skin seem so much paler that it made it hard to see his lips move.
But no doubt about it, the voice was coming from him.
“My name is Eburhardt”
“What? As in prince Eburhardt?” I questioned, my hold on the broom easing after the introduction.
“Yes, thats what i am called formally, who are you?” He questioned, his voice sounding curious but his face showing no emotion whatsoever.
“Im Avery, p-pleasure to meet you” i said, at the moment i was holding the broom with one hand.
Suddenly a breeze passed by and all my tension blew away, i breathed out a sigh of relief, my eyes closing and taking in all the calm.
“Hello Avery, how are you? you seemed tense, i hope you enjoyed the breeze” he said, my eyes snapped back open and i looked at him in confusion.
“I guess so, i think? So why didn’t you come to dinner? Your brother Mike was there? Jason said you two used to be close and he’s back now too. Why dont you go greet them? Or are you waiting till tomorrow?” i asked calmly, smiling as warmly as i could.
“Sorry, but i dont think ill be welcomed to dinner, its a nice thought though, having a meal with big brother Mike, it sounds wondrous.” He said, his voice tracing with urge and want but a clear feel of unreachable desire, as if what he wants he cannot have.
“Why arent you allowed? i dont understand” i asked.
“Maybe one day you will. But for your sake i hope you aren’t here long enough to find out”
“W-what?, wait what are you-?!” I tried to question when a sudden cold,heavy breeze blew by, i tried to shield myself from the wind by turning my back to the direction it came from.
After it lessoned i turned back to lock eyes with the boy, but he was gone, the curtain was closed and candle snuffed out.
It was just as it was the other day as if no one was ever there.
“Hello? Prince Eburhardt? Are you there?!” I yelled in question while shivering at the sudden drop in temperature, seconds passed and no response so i walked back into my room and shut the casement doors close, then the curtains, ran to bed and immediately snuggled under the sheets.
To be continued….