"You don't think about anything and just give your brain a rest as you've been hallucinating lately…." He spoke nudging me.
I chuckled and he laughed too.
"I am not hallucinating." I spoke over emphasizing.
He kissed me gently on the forehead and whispered to me, "Let's go…get some fresh air."
He took my hand and I gripped it more tightly and gave him a nice squeeze. At this moment, he lifted his brows in amusement. I smiled at him. He unlocked the door and we went outside hand in hand.
What the HELL..!
I was totally awestruck by what I saw.
Maxon stood in front of us.
"America, we all were waiting for you downstairs. What were you doing up here." Maxon eyes me and then glared at Daniel with a look of suspiciousness.
"I was just…um…" I spoke but Daniel interrupted in between.
"Is that any of your business?" Daniel spoke.
I was really surprised by what he spoke to Maxon. Does anybody possess the right to speak that way with Maxon?
"Of course, it is." Maxon spoke reassuring.
"Hmmm…I see." Daniel spoke again.
I didn't want Daniel to speak or utter any single word now because I was pretty sure that he was going to bring me in a stressful and hectic situation. I squeezed Daniel's hand and he looked at his hand and on my grip but that seemed to prove negative for me once again. Maxon darted his gaze at our so-tightly-bonded grip and I could see his eyes blazing fiercely with fire.
"Maxon…I was actually feeling a bit tired." I spoke.
"You should have rested then, instead of chatting or spending time with another person." Maxon spoke and his words kind of peeled my skin out. I felt terrible.
"No…Daniel just…." I spoke but again Daniel spoke in between.
"Yes…she did wanted this. Can't she talk to a person of her choice for cooling her down a bit?" He spoke.
I just really can't understand the hatred feeling that was getting on both of them just because of me. Maxon, who was respecting Daniel on the stage, was talking to him in such rude manner right now.
"She did want you in her room…. Why? She barely knows you. Is there a reason behind it?" Maxon spoke squinting hard at Daniel and then glared at me and I stole away my gaze from his staring.
I felt so stupid standing in here that I didn't even possess the courage to fight for any of them. I was losing control. My head was getting dizzy. I wish I could just…get some more sleep. I just can't think of anything except nonsense. All I could think about was dreams….
My head was getting heavy and after some minutes I couldn't even pay attention on any of their talks. I left their conversation to them. I looked at Maxon and he got blurry and in an instant I fell on the floor and got unconscious.
I woke up lying on a bed…. This seemed familiar. I looked beside me and there sat somebody…my vision was not absolutely clear.
I rubbed my eyes and I could only see the back of that person.
"Maxon…." I spoke and the man turned.
Although, the vision was a little bit blurry but I recognized that it was Maxon. He headed towards me and led me towards the washroom. I washed my face and wiped it with a towel. Now I looked myself in the mirror and the vision was clear. Maxon stood behind me. I turned and faced him.
"Are you all right." He asked.
I thought that was something I was going to ask.
"Yeah…it was just…my head was feeling heavy." I spoke.
"You may rest if you want to…I have…got some work." he spoke and started moving out of the room.
"Maxon…I want to talk." I spoke hesitantly.
I wondered what might have happened after I fell on the floor. Did Maxon hear something from Daniel that probably irritated or disheartened him? Was he upset with me? How could I be in his room? Did he bring me with himself?
He stopped by the threshold and closed the door again.
"What is that?" he asked.
I didn't have an idea about how to begin this conversation but I did somehow. This was perhaps the worst type of conversation that I ever had with him. I felt guilty from within that was crushing my soul into pieces.
"I want to talk about…." I spoke but he cut me off.
"I know…. Go on." He spoke.
I thought what he must be wondering about. Well, it was about Daniel.
"I needed to apologize." I spoke.
"Apologize for what? You don't need to do that. Daniel has told me everything." He spoke.
I could see serious expressions covering his face.
I wish he could just smile for once while talking to me. He maintained so much distance that I didn't even felt comfortable with that ample of distance between us. Those few blocks seemed likes miles away from him. But it was really soothing and calm to hear that finally, Daniel handled the matter after I got unconscious. It was really good of him. I needed to thank him for this. I must go…. but where could he be? The palace was enormous and I will require a great deal of effort in finding him.
"Maxon…Can you please tell me…." he interrupted in between again.
"He is sitting in his room." he told me.
Yes…it was clear but I didn't know where his room was. Leave it…I will find it somehow.
I went out in search of finding Daniel's room. I rushed down the stairs and past the foyer. I reached the corridor. The doors were locked and I didn't have the courage to open each and peek inside every one of them. I couldn't even see a single guard roaming around here.
Finally, there was somebody at the end of the corridor. I rushed and went towards the person.
"Can you please help me in finding Prince Daniel's room." I spoke in a hurry and the person turned and that was when I realized that he was Aspen.
My eyes widened in shock.
"Aspen…you…. Can you please guide me through Daniel's room?" I spoke.
"Of course, Lady America." He spoke and strolled in front of me.
Why was he being so much formal? There wasn't anybody watching us down here. He could simply call me the way he used to…mer. I followed him.
He led me through that foyer again and we went to a secret-kind-of door and that finally led to a stairway that was completely unheard of in this place. He took me to the top and there was the gate. He knocked on the door and Daniel opened the gate.
"Hey…come in." I went inside and Aspen went away miserably.