Epilogue:
*** Celaena's POV ***
It had been a few days since the now dubbed 'Awkward Dance Competition' took place. Celaena had only now just remembered one tiny detail she had forgotten in the excitement. What did that word that Dorian had said mean?
This had bothered her all morning and for the best part of the afternoon. Nothing could distract her. NOTHING.
And Dorian was nowhere to be found which was irritating to say the least. He seemed to always be there except for when you actually needed him.
*** Narrator's POV (hey did ya miss me ;))***
All the castle staff were terrified of Celaena when she was normal. Just think how they felt with a royally cheesed off assassin roaming the castle!
Barely any servants were seen wandering the castle that day unless they had a death wish.
-LATER-
*** Celaena's POV ***
After hours of searching she had finally found Dorian. She had stormed up to him, grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the wall leaving him on the brink of having a heart attack.
"W-what the heck Celaena?! What did I do? I swear whatever it was I didn't mean to upset you!" He held up him hands in the universal gesture for 'I surrender'.
"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME WHAT THAT WORD MEANT!" She yelled in his face completely ignoring the guards who had by now pointed all their available weapons at her.
"Get off His Royal Highness or we'll be forced to take extreme measures!" A guard who was bold enough to speak against the king's champion ordered her. But she again paid him no heed.
"Hang on…What?" Dorian was over being scared and now wore a puzzled expression on his face. This infuriated her more. How dare he forget when she had been stressing over this all day?
"That word, remember! The one you said you would tell me later? From that dance competition? I think this classifies as later you now!" By the end she was nearly throttling Dorian.
"Okay! Okay! Just stop before my guards kill you!" –Celaena stopped, barely "Let me think…" Dorian's facial expression changed several times as wracked his brain for the 'word'. His face lit up when he finally remembered.
"Oh now I remember! That's what you were worked up about Celaena?" He said shaking his head with a sigh before his trademark grin came back, "Let's talk about this somewhere else shall we?"
"At ease! There is no threat." This was addressed to the guards who were still pointing sharp objects at them. The guards slowly lowered their weapons still cautious. They had just seen her nearly strangle the Crown Prince after all.
Dorian guided her towards his quarters where they could have relative privacy to talk about the 'word'.
Once they were inside and the door firmly shut they sat on one of the couches in the room to talk.
"Okay I'm guessing that 'word' you were talking about was what I called Chaol's dancing, correct?" This wasn't really a question more of a statement. He continued, "The word 'twerking'."
Celaena nodded. She tried to hide how much she wanted to know what it meant but a fraction of her eagerness still remained in her eyes.
"Well come closer! This explanation is not one I want others to hear because it's kind of…hmmm…naughty?" Dorian didn't seem so sure of his choice of words. Regardless, Celaena shifted closer so he could whisper the explanation she had waited for so long to hear.
*** Dorian's POV ***
Dorian was extremely amused at Celaena's reaction. That was actually putting it lightly.
She had started by going all shades of red, from pink to crimson. Then she had made a cute stuttering sound that made him want to laugh till it hurt.
But that wasn't the last of it. Nope. Normally, Celaena always had a comeback or sarcastic retort to anything that came out of his mouth. The funny thing was, she had yet to utter a word for the past 10 minutes! Dorian felt that he had just corrupted her mostly innocent mind. He would have felt bad if it wasn't so darn hilarious!
He couldn't hold his laughter in any longer. It burst out all in one go leaving him clutching his sides and wiping away a few tears of mirth.
"W-w-w-hat t-the hell are y-you laughing at?!" Celaena finally spoke but her voice was shaky and Dorian just started laughing again.
"Haha-Your face-hahahahaha-I'm sorry-hahahahaha…"
"You know what?! I don't even want to know where you found t-that out! You're disgusting!" Celaena only stumbled when she was referring to 'the word'.
Celaena left in a huff, leaving Dorian to die from laughter. It was worth nearly getting strangled just to see her reaction!
*** Celaena's POV ***
She was speechless. How did such a grotesque form of dancing exist? Trust Dorian to know about it. She could never look Chaol in the eye again!
She replayed what Dorian had said in her head…
- Flashback -
"…twerking is a type of dance where you are pretty much trying to seduce someone by beeping beep beep beep beeeeeeeeep …"
(A/N: Not going to explain so censoring it 'cause this is only T!)
- End of Flashback -
Celaena shook her head to try and stop her thoughts from imagining anything more visual than just a description.
While occupied with her thoughts, Celaena wasn't looking where she was going. She bumped into a muscled chest and nearly fell but the man held her steady. She looked up only to find herself staring at the last person she wanted to see right now. Chaol.
"Hey watch where- Oh it's you Celaena! Are you oka-"
"Get away from me you PERVERT!" Celaena cut off Chaol, pushing him away before running back the way she had come.
*** Chaol's POV ***
The first thing Chaol had noticed about Celaena was that her face was an incredible shade of red. That alone should have warned him something had happened. But he was still surprised and a bit indignant that she had accused him of being a pervert.
He would get to the bottom of this!
Chaol continued walking and heard uncontrolled laughter echoing from out of Dorian's quarters. Curious, Chaol crept up to the door and peered inside.
Low and behold. One prince unceremoniously rolling on the floor laughing so much he was crying.
"Dorian. What in heaven's name are you doing?!" Chaol made his presence known.
"Oh-hahaha-Chaol, you should've seen Celaena's face-hahahahahahhaaa- when I explained what-hahahahahahahahaaha- twerking was!" Dorian was again laughing uncontrollably.
Chaol didn't know what to think. He had no idea what Dorian was going on about.
"What? What the heck is 'twerking'?"
"That dance you did for-haha-the competition!" Dorian attempted to explain.
Chaol thought back to his somewhat 'exotic' dancing a few days ago. Ah. He now saw why Celaena's face had been so red.
(The end! :D)
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