Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,61

me that.”

I giggled. “Now I know where Lucian got it from.”

She giggled too and hooked her arm inside mine as we walked to the lobby. “Let’s say I got it from him. He hated being royalty.”

“And yet he was so good at it.”

“Yes, he was.”

I didn’t want to say what I thought of next. It would’ve broken both our hearts and tonight we were going to try our best to get into the Christmas spirit. He would’ve been a great king.

We were soon picked up by a limousine that Emanuel was driving.

“How is he?” she asked.

I frowned because I had no idea who she was talking about.

“He’s doing fine, my queen.”

I looked at Queen Margerite. She just winked at me. “Nothing for you to worry about.”

HE CAMERAS WERE flashing again as we exited the limo in front of the theatre. Queen Margerite gave them her most beautiful smile and you would never imagine she’d just lost her son. I followed her lead and she grabbed my arm as we walked to the theatre.

The balcony reserved for us was huge. It was cold but at the same time warm. It was a very hard feeling to describe. The stage had the most beautiful scene of a wishing well in front of us. It was stunning.

I opened the leaflet to see what this play was all about. It was about star-crossed lovers, one from a wealthy family, another from a poor family. It sure reminded me a lot of the love I shared with Lucian. It was very Romeo and Juliet. I hoped nobody died at the end.

“They say it’s new and really something else. I hope it’s going to be worth it,” Queen Margerite whispered softly.

“I’m sure it will be.”

“Have you ever watched a play?”

I shook my head. “It’s my first time.”

“I hope you will enjoy it, Elena.”

“I’m sure I will.”

The lights started to dim and loud music played. The characters entered and the story began. It was very Paegian-like with dragon figures flying in the air and some of the characters pretending to have abilities. The love between the rich girl and poor boy was beautiful. I found myself dabbing a couple of tears away and leaning forward, resting on the edge of the balcony to see things clearer. As the play broke for intermission, I quickly slipped into the bathroom to go to the toilet and found a huge tray of goodies when I returned to Queen Margerite.

We each had a nice cup of eggnog and tried to make conversation about the first half of the play. I really had enjoyed it.

When the lights dimmed the second half started and I found a completely different scene in front of me. The ambience went from light to dark in a couple of minutes and if it wasn’t for the characters I would have sworn that we were watching a completely different play.

Half an hour later the stage moved to a cave. I watched in horror as I kept witnessing similarities to what I’d gone through that last time in the cave with Paul. The rich girl got her head bashed in and found herself tied up on a podium.

Images of what happened to me played in flashes on the podium. I had to shut my eyes for a few seconds to see what was real and what wasn’t. Sweat dripped from my temple as Paul was dancing his steps across the floor. I shut them again and when I opened them the character was laughing the same way he had.

I shook my head. This couldn’t be real.

“Elena, are you okay?” Queen Margerite asked with a concerned tone.

“I need to get out of here. I’m sorry.” I got up and ran out of the balcony.

The lobby of the theatre was deserted but I found Emanuel at my side in only a few seconds.

“Elena, what is wrong? Where is the queen?”

At that moment Queen Margerite was exiting as well. She wrapped her arms around me. “What is it, was it the play?”

I nodded. “It felt as if I was back in that cave with him.”

She hugged me again. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault. It just was so real.”

She pushed gently away to look at me. “What do you mean it was real?”

“The dialogue, everything. It was exactly how I remember it.”

She looked at Emanuel. “She’s here.”

’M NOT GOING to leave you here, my queen. If that hippogriff is here, your life is in danger. Let’s go back to the castle, you’ll