Chương 43: I Know So Little

14 November, 1368. St Ivan's Palace, Havietten.

It would have just been easier if she could completely avoid Lucas until her infatuation with him eventually died down.

The constantly pounding heart, the breathless flutter in her belly - it would all die down, wouldn't it? It had to.

Of course it wasn't ever going to be as easy as just avoiding him day after day, though.

Because as strong as Celia's attraction to him was, she knew her desire to just spend time with him as his friend was even stronger.

Lucas was the wittiest, cleverest, most fun person she'd ever spent time with. She felt like the two of them would never run out of things to talk about. He could always make her laugh to the point of her eyes watering, even when laughing was the very last thing she felt like doing.