Ava's eyes locked onto Lady Catherine's, her heart pounding in her chest like a drumbeat in a festive village square. The air was thick with tension, the only sound the soft rustling of the Christmas decorations, and the distant chime of the palace clock striking midnight.
"What are you doing here, Lady Catherine?" Ava asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as she tried to piece together the fragments of her memory, like a Christmas puzzle being solved.
Lady Catherine's eyes seemed to cloud over, like a Christmas sky filled with snowflakes. "I was worried about you, Ava," she said, her voice low and urgent, as she glanced around the room, her eyes scanning the shadows, like a Christmas detective searching for clues.
Ava's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. What was Lady Catherine hiding? And what did she want? She felt a sense of unease wash over her, like a winter's breeze blowing through the garden.
Ethan's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement, like a mischievous elf playing a trick on her. "I think Lady Catherine is trying to help, Ava," he said, his voice low and husky, as he stepped closer to her, like a Christmas guardian angel watching over her.
Ava's eyes locked onto his, her heart pounding in her chest. She trusted Ethan, she realized. She trusted him with her life, like a Christmas child trusting a beloved parent.
But Lady Catherine's words sent a shiver down her spine, like a ghostly apparition. "Ava, I think you're in danger," she said, her voice low and urgent, as she glanced around the room, her eyes scanning the shadows, like a Christmas detective searching for clues.
Ava's eyes widened, her heart racing with fear. What did Lady Catherine mean? And who was behind the danger? She felt a sense of unease wash over her, like a winter's breeze blowing through the garden.As they stood there, the Christmas decorations twinkling around them like a festive wonderland, Ava knew that she had to be careful. She had to uncover the truth, and she had to do it quickly, like a Christmas miracle being born.
Ethan's eyes seemed to hold a glimmer of reassurance, like a Christmas candle burning brightly in the darkness. "Don't worry, Ava," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'll protect you."
Ava's heart skipped a beat, her senses reeling with shock. Protect her? What did Ethan mean? She felt a sense of wonder wash over her, like a Christmas miracle being born.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything went silent. The Christmas decorations stopped twinkling, the clock stopped ticking, and the room was filled with an eerie silence, like a Christmas ghost story being told.
Ava's eyes locked onto Ethan's, her heart pounding in her chest. What was happening? And what was coming next? She felt a sense of suspense wash over her, like a Christmas thriller being watched.
As she stood there, frozen in time, Ava felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was as if the room was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen, like a Christmas surprise being unwrapped.
And then, out of the corner of her eye, Ava saw something move. It was a shadowy figure, lurking in the darkness, like a Christmas villain hiding in the shadows.
Ava's heart skipped a beat, her senses reeling with shock. Who was it? And what did they want? She felt a sense of fear wash over her, like a Christmas nightmare being born.
But Ethan's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement, like a mischievous elf playing a trick on her. "Don't worry, Ava," he said, his voice low and husky. "I've got this."
Ava's eyes locked onto his, her heart pounding in her chest. What did Ethan mean? And what was he going to do? She felt a sense of suspense wash over her, like a Christmas thriller being watched.As she stood there, waiting for something to happen, Ava felt a strange sense of calm wash over her. She knew that she was in good hands, like a Christmas child trusting a beloved parent.
And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, everything went back to normal. The Christmas decorations started twinkling again, the clock started ticking, and the room was filled with the warm glow of the candles, like a Christmas wonderland being born.