Novel Squares
Chapter 24
RYN
A flash of red eyes, mangled claws and a speeding car had me opening my eyes in fright and the first thing I saw was a high rise ceiling. It looked nothing like the plain, plastered ceiling of my dorm room. I blinked several times, and slowly turned my head to the side.
A gentle breeze flowed in carrying the dark blue curtains to reveal a starless, night sky. My eyelids felt heavy as I looked around but I saw enough to know I wasn't in my room,
So whose room was this? Where was I and how did I get here? What is the last thing I remember?
I remembered getting a job at a club, seeing the Princes, Alpha Eric. I inhaled sharply as I sat up in bed. I remember being hit by a car. I remember thinking I was going to die.
I looked around the room again. From the bedding, to the curtains, to the aesthetic, everything about it screamed luxury. I thought about the last person I saw before I got hit by a car. I remembered the look of utter shock on his face as I pushed him out of the way. Am I dead? Or did Prince Theon bring me to his house?
My vision suddenly drifted and I groaned as I
held my head. The more I got dizzy, the more a sickening feeling settled in my stomach. I stayed as still as possible, taking deep breaths to make the feeling go away. After a moment of this, I felt slightly better and decided to get out of bed. Slowly, I crawled out of the mass again.
Bending over, I leaned against the nightstand, and practiced deep breathing again until I was fine. Then, I noticed the standing mirror in the corner and slowly crossed the room towards it. When I saw my reflection, my mouth dropped open. had no idea I had a bandage ove I looked down at what I was wearing.
Did Prince Theon give me his shirt?
It was a grey flannel shirt that almost reached my knees and almost covered my hands. I got a hint of a sweet smell and I bent my neck to sniff into the shirt. A small smile crept to my lips when I got a hint of cinnamon, butter and apple pie. Unable to get enough I sniffed so like heaven!
I got a hint of something else in the air. Something that smelt amazing but
yet I couldn't detect what it was but it made my mouth water. Instantly, my stomach grumbled and I realized I was hungry. Deciding I won't find answers in this room, I reached for the door and opened it.
I peered into an empty hallway and decided to follow the smell of the food. This smell led me to a large staircase that split in two ways. One staircase to the right and another to the left but they both led to the living downstairs in a sort of U- shape design. My eyes caught the golden chandelier above and how every furniture and decor screamed wealth.
Okay. I think I died and went into the afterlife. Did I?
I looked around and my eyes landed on the two huge paintings on the wall. They were accurate drawings of The Windermere Princes dressed in the finest suit looking every bit as serious as ever. In his portrait, Prince Theon had his hair down, maintaining the air of a myste had a shaved head and to my utter surprise, a nose ring, a lip ring and some diamond studs in his ears!
See something you like?" A deep, baritone voice said behind me and when I turned, I saw Miro dressed in black, standing with his arms folded. Startled, I tripped over my feet while stepping back and in
horror, I felt myself falling backwards. Halfway to the ground, Miro reached out and grabbed me by the hand and the force with which he pulled me back forward had me stumbling into my chest.
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I froze as I detected hints of vanilla, strawberry ice cream and coconut candy. His chest where my hands laid were warm and I could
feel his heart beat a little faster than usual. Our eyes met and his green eyes sparkled before they turned cold and he stepped away from me.
"You really should be careful." He said, with a stern tone that sounded like a warning. "Seems all I do these days is catch you when you fall."
With that said, he went to the stairs and began his descent. I blinked in surprise at his words and remembered how he caught me when I fell from the wall climbing session, and how when we went to lunch, I had missed
a step and he caught me before I could fall. My stomach grumbled again and Miro, who had reached the foot of the stairs, stopped in his tracks.
He looked over his shoulder and sighed. "Follow me." And then he left.
In order not to lose him, I tried my best to descend the stairs as quickly as my body would allow. When I reached the foot of the stairs, I saw him enter the kitchen and the closer I got, the stronger the smell of the food became. Entering the kitchen, I didn't fail to notice how "Sit down." Miro ordered and I hesitated.
Why is he being nice and cold at the same time? He looks like he hates me but here he was, dishing something brownish onto a plate and placing it on the island across from him. His eyes cut to me.
"Are you going to stand there and starve or are you going
to eat? Miro asked.
"Where is Prince Theon?"
"Out. He went out but will soon be back."
Relieved that he was alright, I crossed the kitchen to the island and took a seat in front of the plate. So this was what was smelling so good earlier. It looked like pie but I could see traces of pasta in it. My stomach grumbled again and I quickly glanced at Miro to make sure My forehead creased as I watched someone like him do mundane things like that. It made him seem ordinary and less... dangerous.
Miro sighed again. "I can feel your eyes boring a hole in my back."
Startled, I grabbed the
fork beside my plate and began to slice through the food. Shoveling the piece, I slowly took it to my mouth and when my lips wrapped the fork, taking the substance into my mouth, I closed my eyes. The food tasted rich and savory and I could detect hints of meat, cheese, A moan escaped my lips, as I savored the taste and when I opened my eyes, I found Miro watching me watching me with a guarded look. Feeling my cheeks heat up with embarassment, I cleared my throat. "Uhm....what is this? It tastes uh really good."
"That's lasagna." He muttered and grabbed a plate to dish his own meal.
"Oh wow. I never had it before."
Miro sat with his meal and frowned. "Then what do you
eat?"
I shrugged as I speared another piece into my mouth. "School leftovers. The yoush."
Miro stared at me before looking away in thought. As he began to cut into his own food, I decided now would be a good time for questions.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
"Can you... tell me what happened?" I asked.
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Miro stopped chewing for a minute. "You got hit by Alpha Eric's car and Theon brought you to the clinic. You suffered multiple injuries including a severe head trauma but our Healers were able to save you in time." I thought about his words for a minute. I had no recollection of being treated at all.
What happens next?" I asked, feeling a new kind of worry creep into my thoughts. "I didn't steal anything from Alpha Eric but he was so adamant on having me punished yesterday." "Yesterday?" Miro asked, and I suddenly became unsure of myself. Was it not yesterday that it all happened?
Feeling a bit of a panic course through me. I looked into his eyes and asked. "How long have I been unconscious?"
Five days, Ryn." Another voice said, and I turned to see Prince Theon standing in the doorway, with blood stains on his suit and his eyes colder than the Arctic. "You've been unconscious for five days."
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RYN
A flash of red eyes, mangled claws and a speeding car had me opening my eyes in fright and the first thing I saw was a high rise ceiling. It looked nothing like the plain, plastered ceiling of my dorm room. I blinked several times, and slowly turned my head to the side. A gentle breeze flowed in carrying the dark blue curtains to reveal a starless, night sky. My eyelids felt heavy as I looked around but I saw enough to know I wasn't in my room.
So whose room was this? Where was I and how did I get here? What is the last thing I remember?
I remembered getting a job at a club, seeing the Princes, Alpha Eric. I inhaled sharply as I sat up in bed. I remember being hit by a car. I remember thinking I was going to die.
I looked around the room again. From the bedding, to the curtains, to the aesthetic, everything about it screamed luxury. I thought about the last person I saw before I got hit by a car. I remembered the look of utter shock on his face as I pushed him out of the way. Am I dead? Or did Prince Theon bring me to his house?
My vision suddenly drifted and I groaned as I held my head. The more I got dizzy, the more a sickening feeling settled in my stomach. I stayed as still as possible, taking deep breaths to make the feeling go away. After a moment of this, I felt slightly better and decided to get out of bed. Slowly, I crawled out of the massive bed and when I stood on my feet, the dizziness came again.
Bending over, I leaned against the nightstand, and practiced deep breathing again until I was fine. Then, I noticed the standing mirror in the corner and slowly crossed the room towards it. When I saw my reflection, my mouth dropped open. had no idea I had a bandage ove I looked down at what I was wearing.
Did Prince Theon give me his shirt?
It was a
grey flannel shirt that almost reached my knees and almost covered my hands. I got a hint of a sweet smell and I bent my neck to sniff into the shirt. A small smile crept to my lips when I got a hint of cinnamon, butter and apple pie. Unable to get enough I sniffed some more I got a hint of something else in the air. Something that smelt amazing but yet I couldn't detect what it was but it made my mouth water. Instantly, my stomach grumbled and I realized I was hungry. Deciding I won't find answers in this room, I reached for the door and opene I peered into an empty hallway and decided to follow the smell of the food. This smell led me to a large staircase that split in two ways. One staircase to the right and another to the left but they both led to the living downstairs in a sort of U- shape design. My eyes caught the golden chandelier above and how every furniture and decor screamed wealth.
Okay. I think I died and went into the afterlife. Did I?
I looked around and my eyes landed on the two huge paintings on the wall. They were accurate drawings of The Windermere Princes dressed in the finest suit looking every bit as serious as ever. In his portrait, Prince Theon had his hair down, maintaining the air of a myste "See something you like?" A deep, baritone voice said behind me and when I turned, I saw Miro dressed in
black, standing with his arms folded. Startled, I tripped over my feet while stepping back and in horror, I felt myself falling backwards. Halfway to the ground, Miro reached out and grabbed me by the hand and the force with which he pulled me back forward had me stumblin 1/3