The Perfect Storm

New place, New Enemies.

Chapter 5.

I'm going to be in his room.

No, it's our room. Our room. Our room?

What do I mean by our again?

Right, Lorenzo.

He was sitting there casually, with a book in his hand, flicking through the pages.

It has been one hour since I arrived and he hasn't spoken a single word. I mean, seriously? Why did he even choose me if he thinks that a book is better than me. Not that I blame him, I would definitely choose a book if I were in his place.

"So, nice room.", I tried to start a conversation. When I got no response, I just decided to zip my mouth up but oh well, I'm not one of those who don't try another time. And another. And another.

"Thank God the colour is black! I was expecting white. You know, white here and white there. This place is like a freaking museum.", I laughed. Still no responce.

"Oh and I had a good journey. The manager personally showed me the way. Thank you for that." Is he deaf? Maybe he is.

"And thanks for asking how I am. I am very well and in good health. Hope you're good too?", he suddenly laughed. His laugh was like music to my ears. I looked at him.

And here I thought his laughter was directed towards me but apparently, he was laughing at something that was written in the book. After sometime, his expression turned neutral again.

Is it weird that I was throwing daggers at the book?

I huffed and threw the cushion at him.

It hit his face. Slowly, very slowly, he looked at me.

"Yes, princess?"

"Talk to me!", I said, clearly frustrated.

His lips twitched. "What do you want to talk about?", he said, putting his book down.

"Well, how was your journey?"

"Good."

"Do you like the room?"

"Yes."

"How are you?"

"Fine."

One word answers? Now this is it.

"Who do you think you are!", I exclaimed.

"A human being, didn't you notice? Oh and a King too  ", he relpied and you could even see the smallest form of smirk on his face.

"You know what? Just don't talk to me!", I threw my hands up in the air, frustrated.

"Does that mean I get to read my book again?"

This arrogant little prick!

"You arrogant little - "

"Language, cara mia."

"UGH! I have to change my clothes.", I said, trying to get as far away from him as possible.

"Okay.", he replied still staring at me.