Aurora
"Aurelia," Professor Thorne called, looking deep into her eyes.
She giggled, getting to her feet and taking a step towards the cupboard. "Professor Thorne."
"There's something I've been willing to let you know," he continued, sighing as he ran a hand through his head. He made to speak but then paused as he stared at Aurelia. "Don't touch that potion or you'll need a frog as a prince."
Aurelia laughed a great deal as he said this, closing the cupboard and lifting her hands in surrender. "I don't think I want that to happen," she said with a small smile as she dropped her hands back down.
"Of course you wouldn't," the Professor replied, his eyes never leaving Aurelia.
Silence followed the final statement, one I wished to tear down, to warn Aurelia of impending doom. But I c
