Putting things back in order in Mama's room after I messed them up so that no one, not even Mother, will be able to find out what I discovered as if nothing happened. Mama, Allerick, and Blythe (who just got home from school) are all in the cab. Blythe and Allerick jumped out of the cab and ran to me, with Allerick embracing me with his gleeful arms. "Ateeeeeee you're here!" Allerick couldn't keep the smile off his face. "Are you staying here tonight?" I knelt a little so I could reach him. "I won't be around for long; I'm leaving right away. Gemma's here because I wanted to make sure that you were doing okay. So, how's school going? Did I miss anything?" "Well, you missed Blythe's play, but she said it was alright because it wasn't that important," Allerick explained. "But it's a shame because you missed out on seeing how talented Blythe is." Allerick started telling his stories, and he wouldn't quit telling until he finished. Allerick was a big talker, which he inherited from our
I waited for Emmet in the parking lot, exactly where he always parked, after entering the Borstal, rather than going directly to my homeroom. He got out of his car, a black Audi R8 V10, sober, but appeared to have a hangover from the amount of alcohol he drank the night before. Since I anticipated the following morning's events, I made sure to buy hangover remedies before entering the building. "Here," I said, handing him the medicine. "To help with your hangover." "How? Oh, yes, I do recall seeing you at the pub the last night." "Yes, and last night you appeared extremely inebriated," I added. Together, he and I walked to the classroom where we had our regular classes. "The princess has disappeared; where has he gone? You're not with him." "He will be gone for the next two weeks. You know, princely duties," I responded. "Yes, I see. So, it looks like you can go wherever you want now." "Also, Emmet. I was wondering if you could tell me your brother's name." "Did he not tell yo
The horn sounded near midnight, signaling the arrival of the prince and king. We are all required to crawl out of our beds to greet them upon their return. I can't help but feel nervous just thinking about seeing him. I haven't seen him in two weeks, and despite my strong desire to do so, I cannot seem to make it happen because we still have some unfinished business. As the car approached the palace, we lined up in preparation for its arrival. The first person to exit the vehicle was the prince, but no king exited the vehicle. As a sign of our reverence for the prince, we bowed our heads. After two weeks, I was finally able to see the prince again. Our gazes meet, but I can't stand staring at him for long, so I immediately avert my gaze. After the prince reached the head of the line, we left the line. I waited a few minutes before heading back to the room, and once I knew I wouldn't run into the prince, I headed upstairs. At least, that's what I thought would have happened. He remai
We secretly leave the palace before sunrise. This was all planned, but we didn't expect Mr. Osiris to arrive at the same time we did. Fortunately, he was the only person to notice us at that particular moment. Prince and I were just standing, unable to say anything, but Prince wouldn't stop staring at Mr. Osiris as if he was trying to threaten him. The unexpected words from Mr. Osiris caught us off guard. "Go!" "Why don't you stop us?" I queried. "If you don't go right away, I'll stop you," he threatened. "You don't know this, but I'm really good at coming up with excuses." Prince Augustus took my hand in his. "All right, let's go!" I mouthed the words "thank you" to Mr. Osiris before getting into the prince's car. At the back of my mind, I can't help but worry that Mr. Osiris will tell the king we snuck out. But there's something in me that says he is not going to make a choice that will put the prince in danger. "Are you worried?" The prince inquired as the engine began to rev.
“Bienvenido a España!” As we exited the airport, we heard the words being yelled at by a few individuals in the waiting area. “Welcome to España,” We didn't slack off or take a break. We hailed a cab and rushed to the location marked on the piece of paper that Emmet's brother had handed us. The flight from Madrid to Segovia costs 200 euros. His face beamed with anticipation at the prospect of finally reuniting with his mother after so much time had passed. Because he had to go through everything by himself, he had a burning desire to have a person he could call his own mother. When everything seems to be working against him, he doesn't even have anyone to comfort him with a hug. But things are about to change, and Prince Augustus will soon meet the person he has been looking forward to spending time with for a very long time. We've been traveling for about two hours and have reached Pedraza, Segovia. His mother is probably around here somewhere. "Gracias, señor," I said, stumbling o
We leave Spain without his mother. At the very least, we have some information that may lead us to her. But it appears that there is none for him. Through Emmet's brother, we will be able to fly back to Manila by lending his private jet. I was holding his cold hand, which I had never let go of. He never even looks at me ever since we leave Cynthia's house, like he's back to being the gloomy, cold prince. I thought I was the most hapless, miserable person until I met him and found out what he had been through in his life. The lies that he believes. Prince Augustus was only 17 forces to be the next on the throne. Instead of doing what a teenager normally does, he is responsible for ruling the country. He was deprived of his freedom and even the opportunity to meet his mother. —————————— "Princess Damiera, the first daughter and eldest of King Basilius, is your mother." “Princess Damiera?” I repeated. The whole situation makes me confused, especially the prince. “H- how can they li
“Can you please at least tell me where she is? Where is my mother, uncle?” The word “uncle” was not the word the king expected him to hear. But somehow that word made him realize something. That is to tell the prince where the princess is. “Fix yourself. She can't see you like that," he said, commanding the guard to lift the prince off his knees. “Mr. Osiris,” Mr. Osiris stepped forward. “Ready the prince. Have him wear the best suit.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” Everyone went back to their respective jobs. In a room, where one of the servants puts the suit on him, prepared for him by Mr. Osiris. I just sat on the side while he was deep in thought, not caring what the others were doing. Afterward, the king asks the prince to go downstairs, where there’s a caddie cart waiting for him. He hops into the cart without turning around. Maybe he doesn’t want me to go with him. The caddie where Prince Augustus was riding was already ahead. And I was about to go back when the king asked me to hop
The moment the King shows up in front of her. There is something in her face—a growth on her face that she never had before. Our light, Mama, was finally able to smile without forcing it. Mama turned her gaze at me, seeming a little confused by the situation. And in response to her confused expression, I smiled. Finally, she returns her gaze to the king. “Lu... Lucien?” That's when you take a step back and walk away, allowing them to have the conversation they didn't have a long time ago. Part of me was scared of what was going to happen after the conversation, but there were no regrets and no more backing out. I walked without direction, just letting my feet decide where it would take me. Till some cars blocked the road, I was passing by. Emmet’s brother comes out of the car with another envelope in his hand. “You know, I was beginning to suspect you put GPS on me.” "I've got my eyes everywhere,” he replied. “This isn’t a coincidence. I came here on purpose, so do you have a minute