"Luciano."
Luciano turned back on hearing his name and sighted Elliot behind climbing up the last flight of stairs. His blood boiled in anger immediately he recalled what happened the last he saw him.
"It's been so long since I last saw you." He said as he walked towards him.
"What brings you here?" Luciano asked in a cold voice, stopping Elliot from walking any further.
"A discussion that should take place in your room." Elliot said, tilting his head to the side.
Luciano stared at him for a few seconds before he turned around and walked to his room, Elliot trailing behind him.
"What is it you have to say?" Luciano asked immediately he stepped into the room, walking to his table and rested on it, folding his arms and staring at Elliot with disinterest evident in his eyes.
"Let's have a drink over it."
"No drinks. Say whatever it is you wanna say or leave." Luciano deadpanned, his voice cold as ice.
"Well, you see, nephew , I've noticed something really strange about you." Elliot paused and stared at him with his brows raised while Luciano stared back at him with a bored look.
"That slave, the mysterious one. You love her?"
"What?" Luciano quirked his brows at him in shock and confusion.
"Yes Luciano. I noticed it. The way you act towards her, it's quite strange for somebody like you. I know you Luciano, everything about you. Everything."
"You don't know anything Elliot and I don't understand anything you said. I'm not in love with her." Luciano said, staring darkly at him. He's still trying to understand his feelings for Eleanor and he would not let Elliot know a thing about it. He knows how manipulative he can be and he doesn't trust him.
"You see nephew, if no one's watching you, I am. So you can't lie to me, I know you're in love with that slave. It's obvious Luciano, you can't hide it." Elliot said with a smirk on his face as he stared at Luciano.
"I repeat uncle, I don't know what the hell you're talking about. Now leave." Luciano deadpanned.
"I'll keep my eyes on you nephew, and if I notice anything strange. I'll do whatever I do." Elliot said before he turned around and exited the room.
Luciano breathed out a sign of relief as soon as Elliot stepped out, rubbing his palms on his face.
What the hell is wrong with that man?
He should be careful because that man is sure to do something nasty.
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"Ugh! What do we do? What do we do?" Gwen said to herself as she paced around the room in fear. "Oh god, this is a really bad situation. What if she decides to kill you?! No! I can't live without you! We have to do something! Run away?! No, that's not possible! What if we-"
"Gwen, Gwen!!" Eleanor yelled, staring at her in surprise. "Stop it, there's no need to panic."
"No need?! Come on, don't tell me that Elly. You heard her, didn't you? She was hell serious! And you see I don't want to be anybody's bad side. I'm sure she's really evil!!"
"And how do you know that?" Eleanor asked, folding her arms under her breasts and quirked her brows at her.
"Huh?! Didn't you feel that bad aura around her, that evil aura! She's definitely evil Eleanor, really evil!"
"Hey! Keep your voice down, we don't want someone hearing us."
"I know Elly, but I'm really... God.." Gwen palmed her forehead, breathing heavily.
"There's no point being paranoid Gwen, everything is going to be fine."
"Fine? Do you really know what you're saying Elly?"
"I know Gwen. You don't have to worry."
"Hmm, wait! Do you have a plan?"
"Plan?" Eleanor furrowed her brows at her in confusion.
"Yeah, you seem so fine, you know, you're not panicking like me and it's kinda weird. Do you have a plan."
"No Gwen." Eleanor laughed, "I don't know, I'm just not panicking."
"Ohh, you got the prince on your side. Ohh.. I get it now."
"No no! Gwen! That's not it..I... I... it's not what you think.." Eleanor stuttered helplessly as she tried to defend herself.
"Hmm, so what is it that I'm not thinking?"
"Gwen.. I.. you know what? Forget about it." Eleanor slapped her palm on her forehead and walked away from the bed to the window side, groaning lightly under her breath.
"Oooooh somebody's in love." Gwen sang while staring around the room. "With the prince, her knight in shining armour."
Eleanor turned to face the window as her cheeks turned pink. She pressed her lips together trying to suppress the blush.
"Oh no! She's blushing!" Gwen laughed hysterically before plopping down on the bed.
Eleanor burst out laughing, clutching her dress in a tight fist. "You're so annoying Gwen."
"That's why I'm your best friend." Gwen smiled at her, with her teeth open.
"Ugh!" Eleanor turned to stare at the evening sky, breathing out a heavy sign.
"Hey!" Gwen called as she stood behind her. Eleanor moved to the side giving her space to stand beside her. They both held hands as they stared up at the sky.
"I never imagined we'll ever do this again."
"What?" Gwen asked, staring at her.
"Stare up at the sky together to see the moon come up."
Gwen hummed and chuckled before resting her head on Eleanor's shoulder. Eleanor took a deep breath and wrapped her hands around her.
Dear gods, please make everything right.
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*STOCKHEM*
Philip stood in the balcony of his chambers staring around the palace.
He would be a liar if he'd say he isn't worried about his daughter, Sabrina.
He's worried, not the kind of worried you're thinking about right now. He sure knows his daughter, she can be most times manipulative.
He can't assure himself that she isn't causing trouble over there.
He really hopes she behaves well. He hates admitting this, but he knows Sabrina is a spoiled brat. And he has a fault in that.
Philip stared up to the sky and muttered a few prayers under his breath, hoping she wouldn't embarrass him and stain his kingly image.