~Prince Randall~ While we sat in the bar, we kept stealing glances at each other and smiling, ignoring the presence of Branden. He suspiciously looked at us. I could see confusion and wonder on his face. His face clearly wrote, “What the heck?”. I looked at her again and I noticed she was going to pour herself another wine. Slowly, I held the wine bottle and looked into her eyes. “Take it slow, okay?” I warned, and she chuckled and shrugged. “What? It’s just my third glass.” She uttered with slight laughter, taking the bottle from me and pouring some into her glass.“Two glasses of wine is efficient to make you tipsy.” I adamantly added. “But it won’t be drinking into a stupor, would it?” She further asked, and I heaved a sigh at her stubbornness. “Moreover, you’ll be here to help me like you did the last time, right?” She added in high spirits as she slurped more wine. “Right,” I muttered, resting my back again. “F**k it.” Branden cursed, moving his chair closer to me. “You
~Daciana~ Slowly waking up, I mourned softly as I turned over on the bed. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was his angelic eyes piercing into my soul“Good morning, Princess Ciana,” He said without breaking his gaze. I grinned shyly and hastily buried my head in the sheets. “Please tell me I didn’t do anything stupid last night,” I mumbled against the sheets, and I heard him laugh.“Actually, you did.”“ What?” I raised my head to look at him again. “ What did I do this time?”“ Something quite amusing,” he answered, sitting up.Moving closer to him, I folded my arms on his lower thighs and placed my head on it. Staring into his eyes, I pouted my mouth.“Please tell me already.” I sulked.He lowered his upper body and cupped my face in his hands, pulling me even closer to him. “You were sweet last night. You called me gorgeous in front of Braden.” My eyes widened in shock. “I did that?” He moved his face closer to mine, his lips slightly brushed in mine. “Yes, and I lov
~Prince Randall~I stormed to my room, and I was about to shut my door when she ran in. She shut the door behind her. “Go back to the dining room. You don’t want to keep him waiting.” I muttered without looking at her. I walked towards my window and began to pace in front of it. “I’m sorry, Prince Randall. I said I didn’t want it but he insisted.” She responded, moving closer to me.“Right.” I groaned, still keeping my eyes off her.“I swear. If I insisted on not collecting his gifts, it would come off as rude and…” “Who cares if you’re rude to him?!!” I smacked, turning to look at her. “The King! He was going to come to my chambers just to call me to meet him. He said he doesn’t want me to be rude to him.” “And you had to wear it immediately?!” I walked past her and moved to the bed. “He wore it for me. He insisted that too. Please stop telling.” Her voice shivered as she followed behind me. I looked at her again and this time, I began to charge towards her, causing her to move
~Jonathan~ My Father and I sat at the table, eating. I couldn’t stop checking the time because I didn’t want to be late to pick up Princess Daciana. “This is the fourth time you’re staring at that wall clock. Are you going somewhere?” My Father asked, and I smiled softly. “I have a date with Princess Daciana tonight,” I responded, and his face lit up. “Really? That’s great! You refused to update me about her anymore. Did she like the gifts?” He further inquired. “I think she did. I’m not sure, father. I think the only one standing between me and the Princess is her stepbrother, the Prince.” I uttered, and he creased his brows. “What do you mean by that?” “He’s overprotective of her. Like he doesn’t want me near her at all. He even threatened me to stay away from her.” I explained. “But… but that doesn’t make any sense.” He answered with a confused look. “The Prince and the Princess are not friends. His majesty wouldn’t stop talking about how much they dislike each other.” “We
~Daciana~ His door opened and when our eyes locked, we laughed. “Last night was fun,” I uttered as I walked into his room. “Of course, it was. You were drunk again and almost created a scene in the bar. Thank the moons I got you out as soon as possible.” He answered, sitting on the bed. “You don’t have to tell me, I wasn’t totally drunk. I can remember the details.” I answered with a chuckle. “Right.” He patted his thighs and signaled me to come closer. I bit my lips as I moved closer to him and sat on his thighs, facing him. “Have you heard from Jonathan?” He asked, wrapping my waist with his arms. “No. It’s a surprise that he didn’t text me after yesterday.” “Well, maybe he got the message already. The earlier he realized, the better for him.” He responded, and I nodded in agreement. “I’m not sure what to say to His Majesty if he asks me questions about him,” I uttered, and he sighed, resting his head on my chest. “There’s nothing to talk about. You’ll te
~Daciana~ “What are you talking about?!” I asked in disbelief, walking behind him. “I’m talking about what is going to save our asses here.” He answered, opening the door to his room. “No, we didn’t have to go this far! You managed to convince the King that there’s nothing behind us, thank you. But you didn’t have to drag somebody else into this. We could have just agreed to stay away from each other or pretend to hate each other again.” I responded, walking into his room too. “And you think just saying we are not a thing would work?! My father was super convinced and he only softened when I mentioned that you had a lover! It worked.” He shrugged. I began to think that maybe this was all game to him because he did not seem bothered about dragging someone innocent into our mess. “Listen, Prince Randall, if I claim Riley is my lover, I have to prove to him and everyone that I am in love with him. I’ll be using him.” I uttered, and he groaned and moved closer to me. “Princess Cia
~Daciana~ “…so…” I uttered as we both stood in front of the palace. He chuckled and looked at me in confusion. “Daciana, what are we doing in front of a palace?” He chuckled. “Well, the palace is my house,” I responded, and he furrowed his brows and looked at the building again. “You live in the palace? How? Why?” He asked with so much confusion in his voice. I broke into laughter as I watched him struggle to understand. I couldn’t blame him though. I’d never for once mentioned being Princess Daciana, and not just Daciana to him. Even during our date, I kept this part of me hidden. I wasn’t sure why, but I wanted him to find out this way. “Riley, I live in the palace because I have to. My family is here. So, let’s go in.” I grabbed his wrist softly and tried to pull him along with me, but he stopped me. “Are you saying you’re a Princess?” He asked with his brows creased, refusing to move an inch. “Yes, Riley. That’s why I’m saying.” I uttered as I waited for h
~Jonathan~“Argh!!” I carried another chair and threw it against the wall, and the crashing noise made me even angrier. “Jonathan, stop this stupid act at once! You’re not a child!” My father yelled, barging into my room. “Stupid, hun?!” I answered angrily, grabbing my bedside lamp and throwing it against the wall. “You are going to buy everything you’ve ruined! So don’t worry, destroy as much as you want! You think this is going to help you?!” “No, I don’t think so! But you were supposed to help me, but you didn’t!” I yelled, approaching him. “How was I supposed to do that?! His Majesty said Her Royal Highness brought home her lover…”“And you believe that? Isn’t that so convenient? We expose their asses about being together and she introduces a man?” I asked in disbelief. I couldn’t believe my father was such a dumb man. “Why would you even think the Prince has an affair with his sister? That is a ridiculous thing to say!” “Stepsister! They are not related by blood, are they?