SOUNDLESS SLEEP

As the carriage pulled up to the grand castle, I could feel the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. The battle had left me exhilarated, my senses heightened and my heart racing. But mixed in with the thrill of combat was a deep longing, a desire that had been building within me for days.

As we stepped out of the carriage, Ivan and I both bore the marks of the battlefield on our bodies and clothing. The guards at the castle gate gave us questioning looks, their eyes lingering on the disheveled state of our attire. But instead of feeling self-conscious, I felt a surge of defiance. I knew I must have looked wild and untamed, but in that moment, I didn't care.

"Your majesties," Rollin stepped forward staring at us with a look of disbelief on his face, "What's going on? What happened to you guys?" Rollin asked as he took in our appearances and I knew that the rest of my friends already got down too.