Cain Pov
Another week passed, mostly the same as before. Friends with Falyn was hard, especially when I couldn’t help but think about what she had said to Delphine before. To keep going while knowing how she tasted, how it felt to have her body pressed against mine, her tongue dancing with mine…but then to never touch again? It was hard, so very hard, but I was…managing. “Ow, dammit! Who threw that at me?” Arlo asked, rubbing the back of his head with a frown on his face. We…I guess I wasn’t managing very well.
Snow started to fall the last few nights, much to Amelia’s vexation. Arlo didn’t seem to like the snow much more than she did, and Victoria was pretty much hibernating inside Amelia’s room, both of them pretty much refusing to leave. It’s not proper for a princess to get snow on
