Chapter Twelve

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Previously...

The old lady smiled, her eyes now changing to a complete gold color. She got up, and said in a calm powerful voice, "Good luck, fair king, and queen. The castle needs you." With that she vanished once again, leaving a trail of gold dust glittering behind...

After ushering Kyrah in his room, Zuber looked at her intently. Sighing, he said, "Please stop crying, I am here for you."

Kyrah was quiet then, her cries subdued to a minimum. She looked at him sorrowfully.

"How long will I have these nightmares? This must be an indication of something. I am just seeing this one snake haunting me all the time. I don't know what to do," she whispered, burying her head in her hands.

Zuber sat near her, holding her hand. She removed it out of his clasp, folding her arms across her chest, a scowl marring her beautiful face.

"Kyrah, please don't be angry," he said, giving her a pained look.

"Why did you leave without telling me?" she demanded angrily, raising her palms in the air.

"I brought something for you. I wanted to surprise you, that's why," he said truthfully, however omitting the visit to her "beloved" uncle.

"Yeah, right," she scoffed.

"I am serious," he said, getting up and presenting her with some paper and chalks.

Kyrah's anger subsided completely, however she pretended to be still upset. Zuber took her hand in his once again, waiting for Kyrah to remove it, but there wasn't any action from her side. He smiled to himself.

"What are you smiling for?" Kyrah asked, getting annoyed.

"Nothing," he said, winking at her cheekily.

"You should get some rest," he said.

"Yeah, um, good night," she said, waiting for any sign to be held back. She turned her back to leave the room.

Zuber's strong arms wrapped her waist from behind. He placed his chin on her shoulder.

"Will you stay? I can't sleep," he whispered in her hair. He didn't want her to go. When Kyrah turned her back to him, he felt she didn't want to be with him.

A blush crept upon Kyrah's cheeks. She was at a loss for words. The hug was so warm, she felt she could stay in his arms forever. She didn't want to let go. If a place could be called a second home, it would be with Zuber, she felt.

 If a place could be called a second home, it would be with Zuber, she felt

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She turned back to find Zuber's face inches from hers. She took a step back, uneasiness writ on her face.

"Why can't you fall asleep? Do you get nightmares too?"

Zuber laughed at her answer.

"What if I say I want you to stay with me?" Zuber dropped the question breezily.

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