I am the Reincarnation of Helen of Troy

Chapter 6- Prue to the Rescue!

Hi! I am thinking about putting a cast together for Helen of Troy. Does anyone have any suggestions? 

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I followed the path that I remembered Theseus leading me on. After a couple minutes of constant running, I realized just how deep this house was. I still hadn't found an entryway. Don't give up, I kept telling myself. 

Making a sharp left, I ran down another seemingly endless hall. Randomly, I opened the first door on the left, hoping it would contain an exit. And even if it didn't, it might have a window. If I could get the window unlocked, it would be easy for me to crawl out. Although the gardens outside were huge, I could hide behind the vast array of foliage on the property.

The room  turned out to be a bedroom. It was a very luxurious room, with a huge bed in the center. Even from where I was standing the sheets looked soft and silky. There were two more rooms connected to the bedroom. After a brief glance I was able to see they were a closet and a bathroom.

I quickly ran across the bedroom, my feet instantly sinking in the rug located in the middle of the room. The whole room was making me feel uncomfortable. The room was oddly feminine and so I instantly knew it wasn't Theseus's bedroom. Which meant-what? I wasn't completely sure. 

Focusing on the task at hand, I made my way to the window. I fumbled with the bottom, trying to get the window up. It wouldn't budge. Desperate, I pulled  harder, leaning my body into the window, willing it to move. 

It was stuck tight. I tried one more fierce pull. "Did you get my mountain dew?" I spun around terrified, my hand moving to my heart. "Theseus, you scared me." I was breathing hard from trying to get the window open and from the fright Theseus gave me.

His face was blank, unreadable, but his eyes had a hint of rage hidden underneath the surface. I instantly thought of a bubble before it bursts. I kept eye contact with him, while he started to move closer to me. His eyes never left mine. They looked possessive. My heart started to beat fast again.

"I got lost." It was such an obvious lie I thought Theseus would start yelling right then. I was wrong. Instead of letting off, he gave a short humorless laugh. "Of course you did." He was right by me now. I could feel his body heat. I took a breath, trying to stay calm, knowing he wanted some reaction from me. I wouldn't give him anything.

He brushed a stray piece of blond hair from my face. I shivered, as I always did, when he touched me. His piercing eyes studied mine. I kept eye contact with him, wanting him to be the first one to break the contact. He was. He looked away, looking around at the room again. He started to pace around the room, his hand in his hair. 

Without meaning to, I yawned. Theseus instantly turned around. He broke away from his deep thoughts and concentration, coming back to where I was standing. "Tired?" He asked me, putting his arm around my shoulder. I didn't have the energy to shove it off.

Noticing my lack of resistance, he smiled. "You must be, since you're allowing me to put my arm around you." Right then, with him looking so innocent, his hair slightly ruffled, his eyes innocent, I almost felt bad for how I had treated him. Then I quickly remembered that he had kidnapped me and my sympathy vanished. 

"This is your room." He gestured at the gigantic, luxurious room. I couldn't help from gaping. "Is it nice enough for you?" For a moment, he looked worried. I nodded my head. "It's fine."

Then I went and sat down on the sprawling bed, instantly feeling exhausted. It had been a long, tiring day and I just wanted to sleep. I hadn't escaped and sleeping would give me more energy to try to escape again.