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Second chapter

"I'm very sorry." Jason whispered and he was stroking my hair.

It's all so pathetic. I knew none of them would come after me. I never thought Jason would be the one. I hugged him back tightly. I want to disappear.

"I understand if you want to be alone now." He loosened the hug and then let me go.

"No. I just want to go into my room and never get out of there." I sniffed. "Come with me please." I nodded toward the door.

"I don't think it's a good idea." I looked at him angrily. I headed for the door, but something came to my mind.

"I command you to come into my room." I said commandingly. He held up his hands.

"You're sly." He said. I smiled.

After seeing him give up the fight with me, I headed for my door and didn't stop until I entered. He entered the door and I locked it with a key.

"Are you kidding me?" He said in a raised voice. I turned around and looked at his surprised face. I frowned. "Is this your bedroom?" I nodded. "It's much bigger than mine." He looked around with widened eyes.

My favorite part of the castle is my bedroom. The wall is white. There are flowers painted with black paint in some places on it. In front of the door has a big comfortable black king bed with white pillows and blanket. Above the bed are pictures of me and my parents. There is a white framed window on both sides with red bedroom benches underneath. On the right has a red armchair and wooden black mirror cabinet with a lot of makeup. Opposite the window on the right, there is a black wooden desk with some books, exercise books and writing tool. Under the table has a red-black revolving chair. On the left are two doors. Opposite the left window, there is a large standing mirror.

"Where do those doors lead?" He looked at the two-white door.

"These are my cloakroom and my bathroom."

"How much clothes do you have?"

"I don't know. Not much."

He went towards the cloakroom and opened the door.

"Hey, I didn't allow you to enter the door." I said indignantly and walked next to him.

"Not much? What I see is also more than enough. You could open a clothing store." He looked at me.

"I'm glad my clothes are more interesting than me." I said offended.

I folded my arms and headed for the bath because the makeup was already pinching my eyes. While I was cleaning my face, he leaned against the door frame and looked from there. My eyes were red from the many cries. I looked like I hadn't slept in a couple of days. When I was done, I turned to him. His face was emotionless.

"Don't even speak! I know what I look like." Confusion was reflected on his face.

"You are still beautiful." He said.

"Thanks." I whispered exhausted.

Without looking at him I headed for my bed and he stepped out the door frame. I sat down but he was still standing there.

"You can sit down." I said with a frown.

I hit the empty space next to me. He sat down next to me in a fair distance.

"What..." He started speaking but he was interrupted by a knock. I put my index finger on my mouth, indicating to remain silent.

"Princess?" One of the security guard asked.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Why did you close the door?" He started to open the door.

Jason started pointing at his dress. I looked at him blankly. He slapped his forehead softly. He pretended to take off his shirt. He made nervous gestures to I need to say something already.