The next day
Aurelia woke up, grumbling a few words as she did so. Her vision slowly cleared up and the first thing she saw was Lucian's face.
He was crouched by the side of the bed, staring at her intensely. Aurelia gulped down, recalling how she had reacted when it started raining the previous night.
It had been so many years already and she still could not help herself whenever it rained.
"You are awake. Good morning, Princess," Lucian greeted and got up on his feet.
He was not going to act like he did the last time and ask her things that would make her recall all of those painful memories.
"Good morning," she greeted back, sitting up on the bed.
"You don't have to ask me if I am fine. I am fine," Aurelia added and Lucian chuckled.
"Coffee or freshly squeezed juice?" He asked.
