The main room of the Hideout was dark as Arabella sat on the floor next to Kylia a few days later. They were each sat on plump cushions, crossed legged as they chatted and joked in the pleasant atmosphere. Killian had settled himself by the table, surrounding himself with the half-empty bottles of wine that had yet to be drunk, with the occasional glug of him pouring more of the sweet alcohol into his glass piercing the quiet room. Some scented candles were dotted around the room, permeating the air with their sweet smell as Kylia introduced her girlfriend to the Princess.
“Hey Arabella, I’m sure Kylia has already told you who I am, but I’m Camila,” the woman smiled sweetly, offering her slender hand to Arabella, which the Princess took excitedly.
“Camila! It is so nice to finally meet
