HEHE! I'm back……for the third installment of The Towers of Torrid! Aren't you happy?…… Well now with out further ado here it is ladies and gents!……..
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Spencer's POVI walked up the steps to her cellar slowly with a basket of food in my hand. I was thinking, trying to figure out what I was going to say to the beautiful girl that was waiting for my company. I reached the door and gave it a soft tap. Her voice practically whispered in the wind when she replied.
"You can come in Spence." She gave me a nickname, I thought.
I walked in; she was sitting on the edge of her desk waiting for me. She got up and I handed her the basket of food. She nodded a thank you and sat on the floor setting it beside her. I was speechless and distant, yet I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. I sat beside her and watched her open up the basket. Inside were two plates, one for her and the other for me. On each was fresh fruit and rolls with honey for spread. There was also two bowls filled with hot porridge and a jug of water with two glasses.
She arranged them on the floor and asked, "How did you manage to get this food?"
I smiled and said, "I made it." She raised an eyebrow and look suspiciously at the food.
"You made this?" She asked in disbelief.
"Yeah it's a hobby." I said feeling like I was under a magnifying glass.
She giggled and said, "I've never heard of a boy cooking before… What else do you like to do?"
"Well, I love to read." I smirked thinking of my father, "I like making things like blacksmith tools."
"That's interesting." She said munching on a roll.
"Yeah, what do you like to do?" I asked.
" I love to read and draw. I ride horseback and I'm an excellent marksman." Her eyes got kind of glazed as she spoke. " I used to ride all the time on my horse in the meadow. In the spring I would always go out after it rained. All the fresh spring flowers would be covered with droplets. When the sun hit the flowers, they would come alive with thousands different colors… Like mini prisms."
She suddenly snapped out of her daydream, blushing like mad. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm probably boring you half to death." She turned her head from me.
I lightly touched her cheek. Making her head turn and our eyes meet. "You weren't boring me. I liked it. Please, tell me more about your homeland."
o.o.o.o.o. Keena's POV o.o.o.o.o.
I looked into his eyes, his beautiful chocolate pudding eyes. I knew right there that I was falling madly, wonderfully, and desperately in love with this boy. I had to break eye contact for fear of what I would do next.
"Well," I said taking a bite of my food. "This one summer we had kittens in the castle."
"Really?" he said raising an eyebrow. "How many?"
"There were three litters. Twelve kittens in all." She said giggling.
The rest of their lunch went like that, exchanging pleasantries and avoiding eye contact. Telling of one pleasant summer after another, every book that I enjoyed and every girly crime I committed. But never ever making eye contact…
An hour later the lunch was finished and they were saying goodbye. He stood by the door with the basket in one hand. I walked over and stood close to him feeding off his warmth. We got closer inexcusably close; my lips were dangerously close to his. I looked him in the eye but I fought it… The urge to wrap my arms around his neck and…
"So I will see you at supper then?" I asked. I couldn't do it. I wanted to, oh boy did I want to, but I couldn't. My duty was to my people. And he was a British boy. I very cute British boy, but a British boy nonetheless.
"Yeah." He said sounding a tad uncomfortable. "I'll see you tonight."
O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O. END CHAPTER THREE…O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O.O
I wanted to sooooo badly! I wanted to have them kiss right then and there! But I couldn't! They just met and she has an obligation and blah blah blah… So I Couldn't! Sorry if you guys wanted it to happen already, because I am on the same boat as you guys!
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