hand. “Come on, girl. Let’s go dance our troubles away.”
***
I’ve been rubbing my eyes for what feels like hours and now I look like a raccoon. “Aria, help me get this crap off my face,” I whine as I stand at the sink in our attached bathroom.
She walks in and hands me the eye makeup removal pads . I gratefully take them after having showered and washed my face three times. We’re both in our pajamas, and all I want is to get into bed and crash.
“Did you have fun ?” She hops on the counter, watching me as she brushes her teeth.
I shrug. “I did. I mean after the whole Asher incident.”
“Me too. I think even Kenna had a good time.” Aria pretends to faint.
I smile at her antics. “Did you end up getting Leo’s number?” The question is futile since I know she did.
Her face splits into a wide grin . “He and I have a date tomorrow evening,” she says around her toothbrush and then spits.
“What about you? I noticed quite a few hot guys buying you drinks tonight. You gonna make some calls ?” she asks, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
I let out a short laugh. “Maybe.” I sigh. I did get hit on a lot tonight. Take that, Asher St. Michael.
Aria just studies me for a minute. “I think you should. You need to have some fun. Forget about hot boy for a bit and just enjoy being a normal college girl, Eve,” she says before she heads out of the bathroom.
My eyes flick back to the mirror as I sigh, pleased that I look like myself again. I brush my teeth and hair then turn out the light and head to bed.
“It feels so good to l ie down.” I groan with contentment. “Those shoes killed me.”
Aria laughs. “You don’t look dead to me.”
I close my eyes and give in to the exhaustion that takes my body into a deep slumber.
4 Blue Flames
The grey clouds blanket the sky, folding over one another like a cluster of cotton balls. The damp air stifles my ability to breathe. I cross my arms for warmth , attempting to stop the trembles running through my body, partly due to the weather and partly because I know what awaits me.
I stand on the jagged wall of rocks, my white dress flowing around my body like cascading water. My bare f eet are tender from the sharpness of the rocks; yet grateful for the occasional relief of the green moss crawling in patches on the path.
The unmoving trees project their anger at the approach of a stranger. The eyes of the forest are on me. The dark spirits watch, waiting in anticipation of my arrival. I sense their excitement. I hear their Welsh murmurs.
“Cartref merch Croeso duw .” They speak softly, welcoming me home.
From the outside , the castle is gloomy and lifeless. I stare at it with apprehension. My heart pounds with each movement forward. I know what he wants. He wants me. Without me, all is lost for him and his Dark Army.
I take a step toward the fortress then another and another. Each footstep takes me further away from the one who holds a piece of my heart. It’s the other piece of my heart that pulls me toward the stone prison in front of me. My eyes close in silent prayer I’m not too late.
Beginning my descent down the uneven path , I faintly hear his voice drifting to me, floating like a feather on the air, caressing my soul. The one my soul knows and hurts to be away from.
“ Come back to me,” he whispers on the wind.
“I can’t ,” I answer in a quiet voice, placing my hand over my heart to ease the ache of not being with him. This is my fate. I have to protect him.
Focused, I keep moving toward the castle. The voice on the wind reaches me again. “I will protect you, always,” he promises.
I believe him. I know he will come for me.
My eyes fly open as I wrench upright out of my bed. My heart pounds against my rib cage. The nightshirt I’m wearing is stuck to my sweat covered body. I run my hands over my face and through my hair. I look to my left and see Aria softly snoring in her bed.
The sunlight streams