Aria pov :
I was currently standing in front of a mirror in the Room, desperately spraying lavender perfume over my body.
"Why are you drowning yourself in lavender ?" Caspian’s voice rumbled from the doorway of our bathroom.
I jumped, spinning around to see him leaning against the doorframe.
"I just like it," I lied smoothly, offering him a reassuring smile. "It's calming. Does it bother you?"
Caspian’s eyes softened instantly at my question.
"Nothing you do bothers me, little bird," Caspian murmured.
I let out a quiet breath of relief.
In the afternoon, my hormones decided to war against my emotional stability.
I was sitting in the library, reviewing the final guest list for the Festival. I had a pen in my hand. As I reached across the desk to cross off a name, the
