~Randall~Locking my eyes with hers after a long time felt so good, even though the gaze she had was a shocked one. I expected that to happen. “What is going on? How is this possible? He is dead.” The crowd murmured loudly, giving way for me like they had seen a ghost as I walked to the podium. The paparazzi increased their speed in taking more pictures of me, but I ignored all of them and kept my gaze on Daciana, who was on her knees, frozen in disbelief. “Randall.” King Edwin called, and I also ignored him. The only person I wanted to say something to was Daciana. She was the only one I felt I owed an explanation. Getting to the podium, I went on my knees in front of her, with our gaze still locked and for the first time since she laid her eyes on me, she blinked. Tears rolled down her eyes as I embraced her. “Is this… is this a dream?” She stuttered, with her arms still dangling weakly at her sides. “It’s not a dream. I’m here. Your baby is alive.” I uttered in a low tone and
~Daciana~ I raised my head from his chest and stared at those who struggled to lift King Edwin. I looked at Randall and he smiled at me softly. It was still like a dream. I never thought I’d ever hold him in my arms ever again. I kept touching, squeezing, and sniffing him to make sure it wasn’t all a dream. “Let’s leave here.” He uttered in a whisper and I looked at my mother, who was behind those that had carried King Edwin. “Won’t you go with them to the hospital?” I uttered softly, and he shook his head. “He has people around. He wouldn’t notice I’m not there. You, on the other hand…” he cupped my face. “I owe you an explanation, and I’ll do that as soon as I can. So, let’s get out of here.” He moved his hand from my back and held my hand. We walked down the podium and he wrapped his arm around my waist as we headed out of the hall. “Daci! Hey…” I heard Carl call from behind us, and that was when I remembered Carl was also in the hall with us. For a moment, I forgot everyth
~Randall ~I pulled her closer by the waist and covered her lips with mine, she melted into my arms and succumbed to whatever I wanted to do to her. I missed her so much, and I didn’t know how much until she kissed me. I can explain things to her after we make love. I continued kissing her, slowly driving my tongue into her mouth as we both lay on the bed. I broke the kiss and began to plant kisses down her neck, nibbling and softly sucking on her soft skin. All of a sudden, I heard her sniff and I raised my head to look at her, and I saw that she was crying.“Hey baby…” I muttered, moving up so I could look into her eyes. She placed her arm over her eyes and broke into more tears. “Why did you put me in such a situation? You could have just explained to me and I’ll do as you told me. You didn’t have to lie to me either.” She muttered in tears, hiding her face from me. “I am so sorry, Daciana, but when my mother took me from that hospital and saved me, she said it was best I stay
~Daciana~After making love, we both fell asleep in our arms. I opened my eyes and stared at his face as he slept. I felt so good, but there was an exception. ‘I need to see Anne.’ I slowly got out of bed, making sure to not wake Randall as I did. I put on my clothes and headed out of my room to look for Anne. I wasn’t sure if she was still in the palace, but I looked for her anyway. I asked some of the guards for her and they told me she was in the living room. Getting to the living room, I met her sitting on the couch, busy with her phone. “Anne,” I called, and she raised her head to look at me. “Daciana.” She called with a wide smile like she was happy to see me. I moved closer to where she was and sat on one of the couches. “You were with my son, weren’t you?” She asked, and I nodded. “I was. It feels so good to see and hold him again.” “Of course. It felt the same way when I could show myself to him again. It was the best feeling in the world.” She answered with a smile
~Randall~As I woke up, I dragged my hand on the other side of the bed, hoping to touch her. But when I felt it was empty, I slowly opened my eyes and raised my head to look around. Looking out of the window, it was nighttime already. ‘How long did I sleep?’ I wondered, picking up my phone to check the time. It was 7:30 p.m. It was the first time in a long time I had slept so soundly. Also, I didn’t dream about the night I was almost killed any more! As much as Daciana believed I was her peace, she was mine too. Making love and sleeping in each other’s arms after a long time was the best feeling ever. I yawned widely and stretched out my arms before getting out of bed. I put on my clothes and headed out of the room to look for Daciana. I walked down the hallway and when I got to the stairs, I noticed the house was awkwardly silent and the only thing I could hear were sniffs coming from the living room. ‘What’s going on?’ I wondered, making my way to the living room, and that was
~Daciana~“Trump is going to become king.”This was no surprise at all because I saw it coming. All of Anne’s games were playing out well, but I didn’t care because I chose not to. And Randall, he didn’t seem to see it. He just innocently believed his mother’s words. I wouldn’t blame him because I would do the same thing if I were in his shoes. After King Edwin’s, I’ve been spending more time with Agatha, my mom, who decided to take some days away from the palace after Late King Edwin’s funeral. She seemed to be the only one who truly mourned him in the whole kingdom because she did love him. And even though they had their differences before he died, they weren’t able to resolve them. I had to stay with her in our old house to make sure she wasn’t going to do something crazy out of grief. I could only talk to Randall over the phone, and sometimes, he would visit, but for the past few days, he’s been awol. We hardly talk on the phone and he hasn’t visited. ‘Maybe he’s just too bu
~Randall~ “The flowers should go to that corner of the restaurant,” I said to the event planners and immediately, they moved the gaunt rose flower plant to the other side of the restaurant. The balloons were floating on top of my head and some were on the tiled floor, around the table that was set aside for us. I had booked the whole restaurant for a few days, so we had everything to ourselves. For three days now, I’ve been visiting the restaurant, adding more and more decorations because I wanted it to feel like heaven to her. I walked backward to the entrance of the restaurant to look at what we had set up, all put together. The flowers that laid out from the entrance down to the other end of the restaurant, the large heart-shaped flowers just behind our table, the neon sign that said ‘Will you marry me?’ in the middle of this heart-shaped flower, the balloons scattered all over the place, and the numerous fireworks that lined the two sides of the restaurant, which will be acti
~Anne~ Instead of heading to the palace, I made a turn and headed to Trump’s house. There was nothing exciting in the palace anyway. Randall was out to be with Daciana, making it the perfect time to spend more time with Trump. Getting to his house, I slammed into the couch in his living room. He looked out of his door before shutting it. “This is a surprise. You didn’t tell me you’ll be coming.” He uttered, shutting the door. “That’s because I didn’t know I’d be heading here. Apparently, Randall doesn’t care about me. So, here I am.” I muttered, looking at him and pointing to the heels I wore. “He doesn’t care about you? Where is that coming from?” He asked, pulling a chair to my front. He sat and I placed my leg on his thighs. “He’s been pretty busy these past few days, trying to set up a dinner for his proposal to Daciana. I had to go to the restaurant to see him and I wasn’t even allowed inside because he ordered that no one should be in there until tomorrow, the