Mixed Feelings

My eyes snap open immediately. I jump out of bed and walk over to look into my floor length mirror. My whole face is red and covered in sweat.

'Thank goodness, it was just a dream.'

Alexander walks up to stand behind me in the mirror.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, I am fine. It was just a bad dream," I say sitting down on my vanity stool.

"Was it about Damon?"

I look away from his face to look down at the floor.

"I am really sorry, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Please just make it go away."

He comes over to kneel down in front of me.

"You know that I cannot do that. Is there anything else I can possibly do?"

I feel my eyes water as I think about what happened in the library.

"Please make it go away," I beg him.

He lifts my chin up with his finger to make me look up into his eyes. A tear runs down my cheek and he wipes it away. He must see the sadness in my eyes because he suddenly leans closer to me. I reach out to grasp his face as I kiss him. Our kiss becomes more passionate as I wrap my arms around his neck. He picks me up bridal style before laying me down on the top of my bed. I pull him down beside me to kiss him again.

'I have to forget about Damon and what happened, no matter what I have to do.'

Alexander's hands explore the length of my body as I shiver. My hand finds the front of his shirt and starts to undo the buttons. His hands grasp mine as he stops me. I look up into his eyes and the sight of them makes me instantly forget about Damon. He pulls his shirt off over his head and throws it on the floor. My hand travels down his chest as his lips fiercely come upon mine.

"Celeste, if you would please come downstairs we would like to talk to you."

I jump away from Alexander.

"I will be down in a minute."

I get up to sit down on my vanity stool as I begin brushing my hair.

"You look fine sweetie."

"I wonder what she wants to talk about."

He smiles and looks into my eyes through the mirror. I turn around and look at the smug look on his face.

"Do you know what she wants to talk about?"

"I might know."

"So are you going to tell me," I ask.

"I think you mother would rather tell you her news instead of me."

I frown at his response.

'What could she possibly want to talk to me about?'

"I will be here when you get back."

He kisses me on the forehead, then opens the bedroom door for me. I walk out of my room and down the hall to find my parents already waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs in the foyer.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes, your father and I have some news to tell you."

My father smiles, "but first, do you have anything you would like to tell us?"

"No, not that I know of at the moment."

"Well, we would like to congratulate you on your engagement."

"Oh. I assumed you already knew about it."

"We do but we did not know if you would be upset about us knowing already or not."

"No, I figured Alexander told you so it is okay."

"So what changed your mind about him," my father ask me.

'What is my reason for changing my mind? Is it the prophecy or am I really falling for Alexander? I find it hard to get him off of my mind. What should I tell them?'

"Well, if he is the one from the prophecy, then if we marry we will be the wealthiest and best kingdom in all of Andalucia."

"So you are only doing what is right for the kingdom?"

"I guess you could say that."

'It is probably better to believe that than to believe in the possibility of actually falling for Alexander. Am I really falling for him? Is that what happened in the room earlier or was I just upset about the whole thing with Damon?'

"Celeste, are you okay?"

I look up at my parents, trying to block out my thoughts.

"Yeah, I think I am just tired."

"Oh, well we wanted to tell you we are going to be holding an engagement party to celebrate you and Alexander. You are welcome to have the rest of the day to yourself. The party will be tomorrow."

"Okay thank you."

I walk back up the stairs to my bedroom and notice that Alexander is no longer in the room.

'Hmmm, where did he go?'

I look around but he is nowhere in sight.

'Maybe he went out for a little bit.'

I shrug my shoulders and decide to go to my other home to get some needed sleep in my other bedroom.