Author's Note: Thanks for your wonderful reviews! I'm so sorry this is short! I tried playing with my words but this is as far as it got!
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Chapter 5: Blind Lovers
Giovane walked Aravinia through the hall of chambers. Peter had already gone to bed, "You will stay here for as long as you are willing to," Giovane said and opened a door near the window. Aravinia swallowed, "Thank you, Giovane," she said and entered. She turned back to look at the Celestian, "It is beautiful here," she whispered. Giovane nodded and smiled, "Rest now and forget your worries," she said, "If you need something you may call on the maids."
Aravinia beamed, "I pray thee well," she said and closed the door. She walked across the dark room and lit the torchlight. Aravinia looked at her surroundings. The room was cozy. It was quite vast and had a beautiful fireplace in one side. At the center of the wall was a bed. It had red and white sheets and pillows. The one great window had the similar color of curtains to match. A dresser stood in one corner and adjacent to it was a mahogany wardrobe, simple, but beautiful. Aravinia took off her cloak and laid it on her bed. She walked to the wardrobe. Peter had informed her that the castle kept spare garments for guests. Aravinia pulled out a nightdress. It was light beige and had simple embroidery. Yet, it was elegant. Not bothering to go behind the dressing screen she took off her travel clothes and slipped into the nightdress. She smoothed down the skirt and went to the dresser, where she stared at her reflection. Aravinia discovered a hairbrush in one of the drawers. The handle had a lion's head engraved on it. She snorted and brushed her wavy locks. The moment her hair was smoothened Aravinia's beauty began to show. Her grey eyes sparkled in the light. Her pale skin began to color again and her cheeks were rosy. She was fair as her dark waves fell elegantly passed her shoulders. Her lips, which were full and perfectly shaped, turned red. Aravinia grinned and pulled out a gold chain from inside her dress. On the chain was a jewel. A ruby, in which glinted in the soft glow in the chamber. Aravinia ran her fingers down her neck, feeling the chain, "I do not know about these blind lovers," she said smugly, "But they are adorable."
Aravinia's fingers fell on the beautiful ruby, "High King Peter," she smirked and touched her lips, "You're mine."
Author's Note: I know you guys probably hate me for the length but I'm so sorry! I'll be really busy next week but I promise to do my best in the coming chapters! Review si'l vous plait!