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In the Roman Pool room, my fingers trace the cool, smooth edges of the blue-and-gold mosaic tiles that line the pool, imagining the countless gatherings that must have taken place here. I glance over at Percival, noticing the way his gaze lingers on my face as if trying to capture every detail of my reaction. He smiles warmly, and I can’t help but return the gesture, feeling cherished under his watchful eye.
“Did you know that this pool was inspired by the ancient Roman baths?” the tour guide signs, drawing me back into the historical narrative. “The gold tiles were imported from Italy, and the entire room took nearly a decade to complete.”
As we continue our journey through the castle, my thoughts dance between the present and an imagined past, each room bringing new wonders and surprises. And with Percival by my side, the experience is all the more magical.
“Ready for another special surprise?” Percival signs as we round a corner.
“More surprises?” I sign back, anticipation making my heart race.
“Close your eyes,” he instructs, his grin contagious.
I do as he asks, allowing him to lead me forward. As we walk, a faint scent of roses tickles my nose, and I wonder what awaits me. But whatever it is, I know that with Percival here it’s bound to be something truly remarkable.
I step into the next room, my eyes widening as I take in the ornate details surrounding me. The walls are adorned with priceless tapestries and intricate wood carvings, while gilded chandeliers hang from the ceiling like jeweled crowns. It’s as if we’ve been transported to another era, one of elegance and sophistication.
“Isn’t this amazing?” Percival signs, his eyes mirroring the awe and wonder I feel.
My hands move quickly, unable to contain my excitement. “It’s breathtaking. I can’t believe I’m actually here.”
“Neither can I,” he replies, an impish grin spreading across his face. “But I’m so glad you are.”
Our fingers brush against each other as we explore the room, sending shivers up my spine. Each touch, even the most fleeting, is charged with electricity, making my heart race. There’s something about Percival that makes me feel alive, cherished even. And it’s not just because of the grandeur of our surroundings; it’s everything he does—every smile, every glance, every subtle gesture.
As we continue through the castle, pausing to admire a stunning art collection or an exquisite piece of furniture, I reflect on the significance of this moment. Despite my reservations, I find myself drawn to Percival, captivated by his charm and kindness. But deep down, I know our relationship has an expiration date.
He hasn’t promised me forever, and I think it wouldn’t work even if he had. We are worlds apart—he’s rich, successful, and undeniably handsome, while I’m just a deaf girl with no family and bills to pay. Yet, for now, I allow myself to indulge in the fantasy.
“Spencer, look at this!” Percival signs excitedly, pointing to an intricate mural on the wall. I lean in closer, admiring the craftsmanship and vibrant colors.
“Wow,” I sign back, genuinely impressed. “The attention to detail is incredible.”
“Right?” he agrees, his enthusiasm infectious.
As we stand there, shoulder to shoulder, I steal a glance at him. He’s so different from anyone I’ve ever known—confident and a bit arrogant, yet gentle; worldly, but also down-to-earth. And despite all our differences, I can’t deny the connection we share.
“Let’s keep going,” he signs, offering me his hand with a warm smile.
And as I take his hand in mine, my heart flutters with anticipation of the moments still to come. For now, I’ll embrace this adventure, living fully in the present and savoring each memory we create.
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As our tour continues, I am captivated by the spell casting its magic here. My hands gently trace the intricate details of a carved fireplace mantel, and I imagine all the people who have stood here before me. With each new room we visit, my appreciation for Percival’s thoughtfulness only grows.
“Isn’t it amazing?” Percival signs, his eyes alight with excitement.
I nod, unable to find the words to express the depth of my awe. Our connection deepens with every shared discovery, and I do my best to remain fully present, pushing aside thoughts of our uncertain future.
Overhead, the sky turns a moody shade of gray as clouds roll in. I shiver, feeling the chill of the damp air. Noticing my discomfort, Percival reaches into his backpack and pulls out the soft gray sweatshirt he bought for me earlier in the day.
“Here you go,” he signs, handing it over with a warm smile.
“Thanks,” I sign back, slipping the sweatshirt on and instantly feeling its comforting warmth. Percival’s smile broadens, and I take a moment to admire him—clad in a black T-shirt and jeans, he looks effortlessly handsome. My heart swells with gratitude for the man who has made this day possible.
“Ready to continue?” he asks, his fingers forming the words with ease.
“Absolutely,” I reply, eager to see what other surprises await us.
As we explore the castle’s enchanting grounds, I find myself lost in the beauty of it all. The vibrant gardens, the ornate architecture, and the sweeping views of the Pacific Ocean, everything about this place is breathtaking.
