"I just can't seem to rid myself of this sort of adventure." I sighed, walking through the halls of the palace.

I wasn't really speaking to anyone; I just found it was easier to vent my frustration if I did so out loud rather than internally.

"What do you expect when your cousin wields the most powerful weapon in the galaxy and you yourself have supernatural powers?" Kevin chuckled, reminding me that he had been trailing behind me the entire time.

I blushed slightly at the sound of his rough voice, touching my cheeks with my cold hands to rid them of their pink tinge.

"Why are you following me again?" I asked snidely, hoping to deter him from doing so.

"Now Gwendolyn, you didn't seem to mind being near me on the horse." I could practically sense his face breaking into a devious grin as he spoke these words. "Besides, someone may attack you in that outfit."

"The only one who would attack me is you" I mumbled under my breath.

When we had reached the palace we had been shown to our quarters and asked to change into the clothes suited to their world. Apparently on our way here we had been stared at by many of the locals due to our out of place appearances (not that I had noticed due to Kevin). I was now clothed in an outfit that was similar to Jasmine's from Aladdin, the one difference being it was more risqué. Kevin had also changed his clothes, now sporting nothing but a pair of pants, displaying his chiseled abs for the world to see. It was exactly for this reason that I refused to turn around or look at him, I was afraid what I might do at the sight of him.

"Could you just leave me alone?" I demanded, walking at a quicker pace to try to lose him.

I listened and couldn't hear his footsteps behind me. Assuming he had taken the hint, I abruptly stopped and turned around to head in the opposite direction. Upon doing so I slammed right into Kevin, still behind me, his warm skin brushing across mine. My heart skipped a beat and I shoved him away, only after standing so close to him realizing that he was now half a head taller than me. I recalled back when we were kids and I had been slightly taller than him, he had certainly filled out since then.

"What is it you want from me exactly?!" I questioned angrily, pushing the shivers running across my skin to the back of my mind.

"You'll find out soon enough." He smirked with a look of superiority on his face.

I huffed, the one thing I hated about Kevin the most was his cryptic personality. He never let you know what he was thinking, and he never let on to any plans he may be hatching either.

"You are impossible you know that!" I screeched, lunging forward to punch him in the jaw.

He caught my fist and looked at me. His eyes were filled with a burning intensity that illustrated his dangerous side perfectly. He seemed to peruse my face with those smoldering eyes for what felt like an eternity. I could feel my cheeks flushing once again and his hand clasped over mine was sending recurring shivers throughout my body. Once more it was as if I was ensnared by his brooding eyes and devious grin in a way that made it impossible for me to escape.

He just stood there staring at me with his smouldering gaze, trapping me under the weight of his clouded eyes until I felt as if I was going to suffocate. I could hear myself taking in large breaths of air as if I couldn't fill my lungs and feel my heart pounding wildly under my chest. He could feel this as well, apparently, because his small reserved grin turned into a chastising smirk as my heart rate accelerated.

My mind went blank and I just stared back into his endless gaze. I took a step towards him, never breaking my lock on his eyes, as if pulled by some gravitational force I couldn't break free from. Our hands had become less violently trapped and more intertwined and I wondered what I looked like to him at that moment, slowly inching closer towards him. I looked up at him, only inches apart now, curiously studying his reaction. He seemed to be doing the same, staring at me with one raised eyebrow as if he never thought I would be taking the initiative. It was at that moment that I heard a familiar voice call my name in a thick accent.

"Gwen," he called breaking me free of the Trans Kevin had trapped me in.

The voice belonged to the same man whom had brought us to this palace and found us in the first place. I had later learned that his name was Aleron. I shook my hand out from Kevin's and turned to face Aleron, thankful to be snapped back into reality; I didn't even want to think about what I would have done if we hadn't been interrupted.

"Yes?" I asked smiling sweetly. I liked Aleron; he was sweet and seemed to genuinely want to help us, despite his blatant dislike of Kevin.

I heard Kevin scoff in the background under his breath, obviously annoyed that he had interrupted us, and I stomped on his foot hoping to shut him up. He winced and swore under his breath as I continued to grin at Aleron as if nothing had happened. He didn't seem to notice Kevin's glares because he just continued on with his explanation of why he had sought me out.

"The people are holding a celebration to welcome you and," he paused glaring at Kevin out of the corner of his eye. "Your friend." He stated returning his gaze to me.

I heard Kevin inhale, preparing to say something sarcastic, and elbowed him in the ribs as hard as I could.

"Would you quit doing that?!" he whispered angrily in my ear, a hand wrapped around the spot I had just elbowed him in.

"That sounds great, we'll be there." I smiled at him nonchalantly, stomping on Kevin's foot a second time when he opened his mouth to protest.

I saw Aleron trying to hold back a fit of laughter at Kevin getting smacked around by me before he nodded and left.

I turned around to see Kevin glaring at me, clearly pissed at me for having hit him not once but three times. I froze, preparing for a counter smack or some form of brutal retaliation. Instead Kevin grinned; not his usual grin but an eerie chilling grin that made me shrink back a step. I cringed at his obvious displeasure and turned to escape, only to have his hand clamp around my wrist and be dragged through the halls back towards his room. With every step he forced me to take my heart beat faster and harder in my chest. We were headed towards his room, but why? And what would happen once we got there?