The call abruptly came to a stop. It doesn’t make me feel better; instead, it makes me feel worse. Those phrases of the prince... make me anxious as well.It’s 12:30 a.m., yet King Augustus and Prince Augustus have still not returned to the palace. I think I won’t be able to sleep. To fall asleep, I went down to the library cause reading helps me sleep faster. I’m not sure which of these books I’ll read first. Fortunately, there are labels on every bookcase, so I had no trouble choosing an intriguing book. I was excited to see what was in these books, particularly the one about their family history, but when I saw how thick it was, I felt lazy to read it all of a sudden. What I did instead of reading was wander around the library out of sheer boredom. I spotted something at the far end of the library, a door that was blocked by a bookcase. It has a vibrant hue. It is visible to anybody. There was a warning sign on the wall showing it was off-limits, but I went anyway. My feet moved slo
"Have a nice meal." Mr. Sullivan, our English teacher, stated. I grabbed all of my books and placed them in the bag. Hang my backpack over my shoulder and turn heads out. "Come back here, Miss Gemma." a deep voice said from behind me. I took a step back. "Yes, Mr. Sullivan?" "Could you please do me a favor?" "What is it, Mr. Sullivan?" "Could you please return the books that I borrowed to the library? Don't worry; it’s not that much." I turned my gaze to the prince, who was walking away from me. "But…" "Just go over him after you've returned the books." I walked back into the room. Mr. Sullivan took the books underneath the desk one after the other. "One, two, three, four, fifth, and sixth..." Just glancing at the books he places on the table makes me dizzy. Is this what he says not much? "Mr. Sullivan, you stated a few books... There are far too many of these books. I can't carry them all by myself." "If Emmet can do it, so you can." "But, we have different strengths. Emmet i
Suddenly, I felt my phone vibrate in the pocket of my skirt. That's when I stopped weeping. I came to a halt for a brief period, took my phone from my pocket. When Mama's name showed on the screen, I was surprised. I wasn't expecting her to call. I brushed away my tears before answering the phone. "M-ma?" She coughs and clears her throat. "How are things going for you? Are you eating well? Come back if they don't adequately feed you." I want to tell her I want to go home right now, but her voice makes me feel like I can. Her voice persuaded me I was too far away to give up. "Yes, I'm eating well. It was as though I was gaining weight because of the luxurious taste of their food." "Good, because if they don't feed you right, I'll go there myself to bring you home." "Ma… I know you're wondering if I regret my decision. If I said I hadn't repented, I'd be lying. Every day, I regret not being with you guys, squandering every second, minute, and hour of my time to look after the prince
I rushed to the back of the palace after reporting to the king to seek a sack. Instead of baking macaroons for him this time, I'll create a bobble to cheer him up before their practice game tomorrow after I find out how strong the Fort Street Academy players are. "Hey!" Prince Emmanuel came unexpectedly, startling me and causing the sack I was clutching to fall off. "What are you doing?" "N-nothing," I stammered."Nothing? What is the sack for?" "Project?" I replied instantly, standing up straight and hiding the sack behind me. "You're not sure," he grinned."I'll go ahead first," I said"Okay," He said, quickening my pace, but before I could get away from him, he yelled my name again. "Tell the crown prince not to be too serious about the game tomorrow; it's just a practice game. It's okay if they lose." "OK," I said as I walked away from him. Is Fort Street Academy so strong that even Prince Emmanuel expects them to be defeated right away? I couldn't change my uniform since I w
I wandered around the field to search for Tal and the others. Not that far distant, I spotted someone waving. When I took a closer look, I was sure it was Tal and other music club members. I dashed towards them, climbing the third bleacher to get closer."I honestly didn't expect that many students would watch," I said, surprised."And even the FSA students attend only to watch the game. This is how intense their battle will be." Tal added."I could hardly wait."We waited over 20 minutes for the two school players to appear. Even Raeanna isn't here yet. Every minute, I check my phone to see whether Raeanna has responded to my text. "Please, Raeanna, please come," I murmured.The noise of the students came to a halt as if an angel had passed by. Only the whistle of the wind and the chirping of a bird can be heard. The students' gaze was focused in a single direction. I glanced at where they were looking. At the bottom of the field, I could see Raeanna standing, searching for someone.I
The Borstal team could barely get near the ball at the start of the game because of the strong defenders of Fort Street, but there was one on the team who effortlessly snatched the ball, none other than the Prince. His aura has changed; unlike their fight in Windsor, the Prince now appears more serious, as if he is in a blaze as I stare at him. But when the man from FSA who was also at the center when Prince tossed a coin arrived, Fort Street snatched it back, and the ball was returned to them. Our team did not lose. The game has become more intense as the first half ends. Not a single one aof them scored. After forty-fifth minutes, I can see how tired the prince is; he spent too much energy; his body might give out if he kept going.Tal stopped me just as I was about to go down the bleacher. "Can you tell me where you're going?""I have to stop him. If he keeps doing this, his body will eventually give up," I said, worried that he would not make it till the end of the game."He knows
My heart is pounding at a highly rapid and powerful rate. But when nothing hits me, I gently open my eyes. The guy from Fort Street Academy reached out his hand to me, and without saying anything, I grabbed his hands in mine, and the guy helped me get up. He comes over to where Prince Augustus is standing and looks him in the eyes; without a trace of fear or shame. "How shameless; I never expected the Prince to be so cruel, especially to a girl." The guy from FSA said."Mind your own business." "You truly differ from the other princes, novel yet quickly angered," he said sarcastically. Prince Augustus clenched his hands in a rage because of what the Fort Street Academy student stated. "Deacon!" another Fort Street student arrived. "Why are you still here? Let's go; they are waiting." The man smiled as he turned to face his friend. "OK!" He returned his gaze to the prince. "Don't be disappointed by your defeat; it's only a practice game, there’s nothing to worry about. So, stop whi
In the stairwell, the two princes met. Prince Emmanuel came to a halt and rested his hand on Prince Augustus' shoulder. "How's the game going? Did you win?" Prince Augustus let go of Prince Emmanuel's hand and continued to ascend. "I guess they lose." Prince Emmanuel shrugged his shoulders.I was going to walk directly to the king's office when Prince Emmanuel stopped me and informed me that the king had left for an urgent meeting. He offered me to eat, but I politely declined."Please accept my sincere apology, Prince Emmanuel." I lowered my head several times."Gemma, please stop. What are you doing? I'm not used to your formality. Your behavior makes me uncomfortable." He stated this as though irritated with me. "I can't believe you turned me down.""I don't think it's appropriate to refer to you as kuya. Because of your kindness, I've become much too at ease." I said."Enough!" Prince Emmanuel exclaimed. "You know how I get irritated when people act like that in front of me!""I-I
Prince Augustus POV "Don't go straight to the palace. There's a place I have to go first." "Yes, Your Highness," The chauffeur, who has been tasked with escorting me to the palace, responds to my command by taking a different route. It's been six years since I took a plane to Luxembourg to wed Felicity, the woman who would later become my ex-wife. I haven't told anybody else about the contract because doing so is against the rules. This is why I had no choice but to get married to Felicity and then get a divorce from her after we had been married for six years. I was with Felicity for six years, and she loved me. I never developed romantic feelings for her. For the simple reason that I know, deep down, that someone is out there. I'm holding something that Lincoln personally gave to me. There's a note with an address on it, and he told me to check it out. Because that's where my true love was, I know exactly who I'll meet there. "Your Highness, we have arrived." I was completely a
"Hey, Gemma!" A voice called out from behind. I turned around to see Ivan waving his hand in the air. "See you in the next sem!" "You, too," I replied with a wave. Now that the first semester is over, I can't believe how quickly time has passed. In just a few short months, I will have completed my second year of college. But regardless of how quickly time passes, there is still no assurance that I will run into him again in the future. It's been two years since the last time we said our goodbyes to each other, and up until this very moment, I'm still holding out hope that fate will grant us happy endings and that he is coming back. Every day, I wait for that hope, and while I lingered in the past, everyone else chose to move forward. All of my loved ones, whom I've been protecting since then, are safe and sound. We used to attend the same school, but now that we're all grown up, Mishelley, Abel, and I make our own decisions about going to different universities. We may have gone in d
I stared at him, and I was looking much more desperate now that I had looked at him. But his gaze was no longer fixed on me. Just stare at me for a second, please! And Walden grabs my hand. "Come on, Gemma. I tightened my hold on the seat belt as if buying him time to decide whether to chase me away or simply drop me off at my home. I let go as Walden carefully dragged me from the vehicle. Walden was about to shut the door in my face, but I quickly put my hand back on the door to prevent him from doing so. I shook my head from side to side and pleaded with him not to close the door, but he went ahead and closed it after he removed my fingers one by one from the handle. The car began to move. Watching his car pull away made me feel like I was going to collapse. So, this is how he felt when I just left him out of the blue. He takes my face in his hand and stares into my eyes. "You are so beautiful that there are moments when I can't even look at you in the eyes. Don't just vanish on m
I did my absolute best to complete my performance successfully. After that dramatic performance, I was startled to see a standing ovation from the audience. I'm overcome with emotion, perhaps because this was the first time anyone acknowledged me; this time, they praised only me and no one else. The smile on my face didn’t leave me as well as Lincoln, who was on the side of the stage the whole time smiling ear to ear as he applauded me proudly. But that applause stopped when the prince's arrival was announced. "Ehem!” The host cleared his throat, which was louder than the noise of the crowd. "Let's all welcome the next ruler, Prince Augustus!" The applause that used to be for me is now for the prince walking down the aisle of the theater with the one everyone is waiting for, Felicity. The crowd started to bow their heads, not me, who was looking at him. I was on the stage, which is why our eyes met. But it didn't take long, I can't bear to look at him. I caused him pain, and to this d
I watched his car drive away before I turned around and headed back. When I turned around, I could see Mishe and Abel peering through the transparent wall. They seemed very interested in what we were discussing. “You are different, Gemma. Even His Royal Highness Prince Emmanuel paid a visit here to see you!” Mishelley said.To which Abel responded, “I bet Tara will go crazy if she finds out that you’re close with him.”I disregarded everything that they said and headed upstairs without stopping.“Gemma, at least explain why he wanted to see you,” they pleaded.I twisted the knob and opened the door with a pull. There is a familiar violin that is currently resting on my bed, and there are pieces of paper stuck to it. I took it in my hand and placed it on my lap before I started feeling it with both of my hands. This is my mother’s violin; of course, it’s my favorite thing she’s holding. Even if she kept this for ten years, I will vividly recall what it looks like even after all that tim
It’s been a couple of weeks since I left the palace. Remembering his face causes me so much pain that I cry and break down, so I try not to think about him for a while so that I can focus on my family and their happiness instead. It’s only been a few weeks, yet it seems much longer.Mishelley tapped me on the shoulder and urged me to leave my lonely room and go out and meet new people. "Get your thoughts down, Gemma. We’re not going anywhere without you.""Maybe we should leave her alone," Abel suggested, sensing that I wasn’t in the mood for conversation. "Mishe, she’s in a vegetative condition."Mishelley scowled at Abel, who had no concept of what a vegetative condition was."What?" Abel held up both hands.Mishelley switched her attention back to me and said, "If this is about him again, you need to move on.""Yes, just move on," Abel stated again and again."His rumored engagement to the duchess’s granddaughter has been widely reported. They mentioned it numerous times throughout
Sitting in the car, watching the light of every building the car that passes by. Listening to music that is painful to hear in real life, sobbing that doesn’t seem to leave me, and drawing that offers new pain to me Going into the old building where the music club was located was the first place I ever felt welcome. And this day might be the last day I’ll be going here. I'm afraid to step on my feet, maybe because I think they're disappointed in me. I haven't even done anything in this club, and now I will say goodbye. From the moment I pulled the doorknob, I was surprised by many party poppers. I didn't expect what they did; they hosted a farewell party for me. I was wrong in what I thought; it turns out they were not disappointed. You know it's odd because not even a drop of tears came out of my eyes—maybe because I used up all my tears yesterday. All I could feel was happiness; despite the heartache, I was feeling, there was still some happiness left in me. I didn't know the fare
I carried those cries until I was sent home. It just stopped when I received Blythe’s message. Telling me that we got our old house back and that they are on their way home. And it feels odd because I should be happy. So how come I’m still feeling it—this pain that seems to be killing me little by little? We stopped at our old house, which surprised me because I didn’t tell him to drop me off at my old house. “Here.” Walden handed me a phone. I took the phone without asking. “You know what I regret doing? I never should have asked you to be his personal maid; otherwise, you'll never have the same fate I had with your mother. I apologize, Gemma. You are a big part of why he changed and I am indebted for that,” King Lucien paused. “But I did what I promised. Now you can go back to your normal life, your life before you met each other, like strangers,” Walden pointed out the window after the king hung up the phone. My father, who was waiting for me to get out of the car, was smiling fr
The time passed so quickly. Two days here with Augustus may seem short, but the days I had with him were so magical that they filled my heart with happiness, which was already enough. That's the most time I've spent with him since he was introduced to take the throne. I'll forever treasure this moment with him. I was wandering around before we finally left this place, asking myself, will I be able to be back here in the future? He was waving his hand in the air, signaling to me that it was time to leave the place. My face may seem so pleased, but inside I was preparing to say goodbye to him. "Don't worry, we'll be back here soon," he said coyly. "Hmm-mm," I said, nodding. My heart was on fire, as if it would soon be consumed. None of what the prince said would come true because I lied for the entire two days. I was guilty but was more broken. Augustus couldn’t take his hand off mine while he was driving back to Manila as if he had predicted that I was planning to leave. I awoke n