Aravis' pov.
How by Aslan could he do that?, she asked herself.
Aravis was sitting on her bed, in her chamber, trying to calm down. Her both hands were clenched. After getting dragged off by the crown prince, she was still trembling but not because she was scared. This boy always knew how to get on her limits, didn't he?
'Agh! It's all his fault!', she cried, throwing a pillow against her own door.
The young girl was so full with madness, she could have…well actually she wasn't even sure, what she could've done. Aravis knew, Cor didn't mean it, when he told Lord Cane to shut up…right? By the way, she didn't need a babysitter. She was almost seventeen years old and could take care by herself.
Who gave him the right to do that? No one. The anger of the young lady grew, while other, mixed feelings, toward her friend were bothering her at the same time. Aravis wasn't sure though, what a meaning they had. Everything was so confusing…
The very first time, the young girl realized them ,wasn't even that long ago.
Flashback:
They've been quarreling again. Cor always tried to interrupt her, but Aravis gave him absolute no opportunity to. She kept talking, shouting and complaining about him non-stop. The crown prince sighed, tired of hearing the whole theatre.
It went so fast that sometimes, the girl got the feeling, she had a hallucination at the end. Because all of a sudden she found herself on his arms that lifted her up. While Cor was holding her gently but careful, she tried to get rid of his arms that were surrounding her. He was carrying her to her chamber without saying a word. Aravis stopped trying after a while, because she knew, he was way stronger than her. Oh well, she tried her best.
'Curse you,Shasta', she mumbled. Aravis knew, his real name, but sometimes, when she got really mad at him, she didn't care much about it. A name doesn't change a person, she thought. The girl saw, how a smile crossed his face for a short moment. His smile…wait, what was that?
The way to her bedroom wasn't the shortest. Both of them got silent. The young girl found herself staring at him while he was still carrying her around. The prince had a serious look on his face. His green-greyish eyes were focused on the direction he was going. Some days ago he got also a new haircut, which suited him well. Aravis never found him ugly or some sort of that. In real she found him kind of good-looking. But now he was starting to look really handsome…no wonder, the maids in the castle kept talking about him when he wasn't near. The girl caught some of these talks sometimes when she took a walk through the castle. At the same time she felt how her face went hot and her heart started to pound faster. Even her breath got heavier. Full of shock the looked away.
What did just happen?, she asked herself.
Flashback ending
The young girl shaked herself a little, by remembering all this. How weird… but she didn't have the time to think about all that. Someone was knocking on her door. Aravis jumped off her bed and hurried to the door.