feelings.
I was right in my guess. When I turned the knob, a door opened and I pushed a little, testing my surroundings and taking a look left and right to see where it led.
I was surprised to find it to be a big kitchen with stainless steel sparkling everywhere. The marble on the table and counter was colored black, making a beautiful harmony with the silver cabinets, such that you couldn’t tell which was reflecting its colors on the other.
Just as I took a step inside, Mona came out of nowhere, looking sort of panicked as she saw me and making me feel worried myself, thinking it was very wrong of me to leave the sunroom or the bedroom or whatever the heck their rules were. But then, I thought that I shouldn’t be worried: the prince had already left the room. I might as well, even if it wasn’t an emergency for me, because I bet it wasn’t an emergency for him, either.
“Princess Marie, my apologies,” Mona said quickly, causing me to frown. “I didn’t hear you calling. I’m very sorry. Did you need something?”
My frown relaxed, and I attempted to smile at her. I failed. So I settled for reassuring her that she hadn’t done anything to apologize for. “I didn’t call you.”
“Oh.”
“I was just…you know, looking around,” I shrugged.
“Oh,” she said again. “Can I get you something? Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Um…no, I’m fine,” I told her. “I’ll just go back to the room.” There was nothing interesting there to see. Well, there was, but I wasn’t in the mood.
“As you wish, Princess,” I heard Mona saying after me. I headed back to the bedroom using the sunroom doors since it was the only way I knew. I wanted to see the whole place, but I was in no mood for that at all.
I paced the bedroom back and forth just like I had in the sunroom, abusing the heck out of my fingers as I fisted my hands together, gripping tightly and causing my frustration to get even wilder.
On the bed, I found myself once again wishing for nothing except for Janna to do what she had promised she would–fast, so I could stop this craziness inside of my mind and my heart. It was getting really ridiculous and it needed to stop. As soon as possible.
I wanted to get some sleep, hoping that with sleep the stupid night would just pass and I’d find a new day that might bring me freedom along with it.
A new day might bring me the prince, as well…I shrugged the thought away. It was meaningless, just like any other thought I had ever had about him being good.
I was taking off the heeled sandals which matched my dress as I sat on the edge of the bed when there was a knock at the door. I ignored the tingle in my heart and the disappointment I felt when Mona asked for permission to come inside, and not the other person I’d expected–or better yet, stupidly hoped that it would be him by the door.
She smiled at me before going to the tray, intending to take it back, but stopped when she found that all of the food was untouched.
“Uh, you still haven’t eaten anything, Princess.”
“Yeah, I’ve noticed.” I rolled my eyes, not bothering to look at her as I focused on the task in my hands.
Mona came to stand in front of me then kneeled. “Are you waiting for Prince Mazen to come back so you can eat together?”
Yeah, right!
I didn’t reply. Her hands came toward the ankle strap I was fumbling with. “Please, let me,” she said.
“I can take my shoes off myself.” I shrugged her hands away with mine.
“As you wish, Princess,” she said after a pause, getting up, but not leaving; it was driving me mad. Everything was driving me mad.
“Um, it’s been less than an hour since Prince Mazen left. He might stay out longer than that; he always forgets time when he’s with Salma.”
I looked up at her, anger filling my gaze even more when I saw a hint of a smile on her lips, a smile that disappeared the second she saw the look in my eyes.
“Uh, I mean…I mean, you should eat something now an-”
“Take the freaking food, and get the heck out of here!” I said through clenched teeth, screaming the last words with all of my might.
Mona flinched back at my tone and panic appeared yet again