Eva's POV.I woke up to the slow, steady rise and fall of a warm, solid chest beneath my cheek. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. The scent that filled my lungs was undeniably Nicklaus's, making my heart thump so hard I thought it might wake him.My eyes fluttered open, and there he was.. his arms were wrapped around me so securely that I almost felt… caged. Not the bad kind of cage, but the kind you never want to escape from. I’d almost forgotten how blissful it was to be encased in his arms, how his presence alone could quiet the storm that had been raging inside me for the past few days.The last week had been a whirlwind of tension, uncertainty, and too much toxicity I never imagined could happen to me. But now… in this moment… I felt safe. His heavy breaths brushed against the side of my neck, warm and rhythmic, and I could tell just from the way his body was slack against mine that he was in a deep, unguarded sleep.My chest ached with a strange mix of relief and happiness
Eva's POV.The silence after their yelling felt louder than the shouting itself. I could still hear their voices echoing in my head, my father's anger, and Nicklaus's voice, slightly cracked from frustration and trying to defend himself.I lay quietly, staring at the ceiling, the fabric of the sheets soft against my skin, but my body still felt sore, as if I had been dragged across gravel and dumped on that bed. My limbs were heavy, but not from injury alone. Emotionally, I was exhausted. My body was here... home, but my mind was still running in circles, processing everything that had happened over the past few days. Or had it been weeks? I couldn’t tell anymore.Suddenly , a soft knock came on the door and I knew immediately it was him.The door creaked open slowly, and he stepped in, Looking like a mixture of guilt and relief all rolled into one tall, beautiful mess of a man. His dark hair was ruffled, probably from running his hands through it a thousand times during that argument
Eva's POV"I’ll still have to face the council for breaking you out of there… but that’s not important right now. You’re what matters.”"Most importantly, your father... Your entire family might freak out that I'm bringing you home this way but I can totally deal with it." He muttered and I chuckled dryly. He was right, but this is our final shot.I watched as he climbed down from the carriage and reached up for me, he scooped me into his arms like I weighed nothing, even though I knew I must’ve felt like a bag of stones from how stiff and unresponsive I’d been. His warmth wrapped around me like a shield, and I leaned into him involuntarily, inhaling the faint scent of his skin.As soon as we approached the house gate, the two guards stationed there stiffened instantly. One of them squinted, and when he recognized Nicklaus, his mouth dropped open."Nicklaus?” he muttered in disbelief.It sounded weird hearing them call him by his name, I had become used to him being the prince back a
Eva's POV.The wind blew at us as Nicklaus carried me through the woods. I blinked against the branches above us, my body still weak, but I refused to close my eyes completely. My head rested against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat anchoring me to the moment.guilt clawed at me as he held me tightly and continued running without breaking any sweat."You can let me walk now Nicklaus, you've carried me a little too long,” I whispered, even though we both knew I couldn’t.“No you won't,” he murmured, his voice rigid as he continued running. "I will carry you to safety, myself.”“Where are we going?” I asked, tightening my fingers around the fabric of his coat.“To a place where they can’t get to you, at least until everything is over.That was all I needed to hear. His certainty warmed my heart greatly, and though exhaustion tugged at the corners of my mind, I forced myself to stay alert. I didn’t want to miss a single thing. Then I saw a carriage at close by distance , ba
Eva's POV.I had lost count of time. Hours? A full day? Maybe more? I wasn’t even sure anymore.My body ached all over from sitting on the cold, unfeeling floor of this godforsaken dungeon. My back hurt from leaning against the damp stone wall, my arms trembled from how long they'd been wrapped around my knees, and my eyes… gods, they were swollen and burning from crying more than I ever had in my life.I had tried to be strong at first. Told myself I wouldn’t cry. That it would all be sorted out in no time, that this had to be a mistake. I was the future queen for crying out loud.But I was wrong.I wasn’t even given the decency of an explanation. Just rough hands dragging me to this god-damned place. Tears welled again as that realization came crashing into me, harder this time. What the hell did I even do? Who could hate me enough to do this? I’d never stepped on anyone intentionally, I couldn’t stop asking myself why... over and over until the question couldn't make it out anymor
Eva's POV. The coldness of the floor was nothing compared to the coldness that settled in my chest.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying not to let the tears fall, but they came anyway, rolling helplessly. My once regal dress was still smeared with blood... blood of wolves I had never even seen before, let alone harmed. My fingers trembled as I brushed strands of hair from my face, and I looked around the dungeon cell.Cracky and videos. This isn't a place for just anyone… it is for criminals, and I'm not one.But here I am, alone and falsely accused.I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that when I opened them again, I’d find myself back home, in my room, in Nicklaus’s arms, getting ready for the ceremony. But when I opened them, I was still surrounded by iron bars, moldy walls, and silence.No, not total silence this time. There was a low chuckle… then louder… then a shriek of laughter echoed from the cell next to mine.My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach.I didn’t need