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The Horrible News
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2022-12-11 16:24:16|Prince Patrick's Point Of View|
I hum a song as I go through my collection of robes.
"Prince Patrick!" one of my maids barges into my room.
"Yeah? Is it right to barge in like an idiot?" I scold her.
"I-I am sorry, but, your highness, I have some news for you," she says, breaking into a sweat. I cock my eyebrows in return, asking her to go on. "Just a few minutes ago, Princess Zoey was attacked on the palace grounds!" she breaks the news.
"What? You mean someone tried to hurt him?" I ask in panic.
"No. It doesn't seem that way, but I don't know much. My Queen asked to inform you and to escort you to the stable so you can leave for Kingdom Euthoria immediately," she breathlessly says.
"What the hell happened..." I mutter to myself. "Okay. Get the horse ready. I will be out." I say, dismissing her.
When I go to the stables, I find my horse all ready for the journey. I pat its back and get on. It blows its nose, so I comb its hair to calm it down. After it has calmed down, I lead it down the path toward the entrance of my palace to start the journey to Kingdom Euthoria, which will take around five minutes.
~.~
Upon arriving at the palace, the palace gates instantly open for me, and I straightaway make my horse gallop toward the main building of the palace. I get down and ask a footman to take care of my horse.
Then I quickly walk to Zoey's room. On my way, I find a lot of maids and workers around, whispering and gossiping. As I walk past them, their gazes fall on me. It seems to rile up the whispers and talks. But I ignore them.
As I walk into the room, my eyes instantly meet with Zoey, who is sleeping soundlessly on her Queen-size bed. And I see the royal doctor talking with the King and Queen, who look as if they've witnessed a ghost. I walk to the bed in confusion. I take a closer look at Zoey to see if she's doing okay.
"What happened? She looks fine. But everyone looks like the world has turned upside down." I say. The Queen starts shedding tears at my question and looks away. The King doesn't utter a single word, so I look at the doctor for an answer. He hesitates but eventually speaks.
"Princess is only sleeping of exhaustion now... your highness. It usually happens when an omega gets marked," he says.
"W-what? Marked?" I ask.
"Yes, your highness... Princess Zoey got attacked by another alpha this morning... who bit her nape. Which means... Princess is marked by that alpha now. I am here to check her health. Other than that... I am unable to undo what happened." he explains the situation.
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
"You mean Princess Zoey is marked now? As in, claimed by an alpha?" I ask to make sure. The Queen start crying harder. Her husband tries to calm her down, afraid that she might suffocate from the constant crying.
"I-I am afraid so-" the doctor replies.
"Attacked... by who... So where is the fucker who did this?" I ask in rage. "And who the hell is he to do something like this?!" I grit my teeth, afraid I might say more.
"I-it's-- he- he's locked in an underground c-cell right now. A-and- it's not enough! W-we s-should kill him! Cease him! Right?!" The Queen starts throwing a tantrum. I quite understand her feelings as I am mirroring the same. Who does he think he is to attack Zoey?!
"So, who is it?!" I ask again. "Is he noble? Some great ass!? If so, I will do everything to destroy him and his family!"
Silence reigns in the room. My question is left unanswered until King speaks.
"Just a low-life commoner, A mere peasant," he mutters.
I feel the anger inside me rise. It isn't only anger. It is also a shame that I am feeling. Disappointment as well. I darkly chuckle at his words.
"So your highness is saying- my-- MY future wife got bitten by a fricking low life?" I ask. "How irresponsible! Wasn't anyone there to save Princess from that pervert?! Is this how the Kingdom's Princess is taken care of?! Am I supposed to believe this bullshit?! Just a low-life commoner?? Seriously!?" I express my anger.
"Don't use that tone with me, Prince Patrick. I am his father and much more affected by this incident than you!" he scolds me.
"Whatever! Every one of you is responsible for this! Remember that!! You couldn't even protect him from a commoner! What is the use of all these guards and maids if they can't protect the Princess?!" I growl. "I will be out of this room because this shit boils my blood!" I yell before storming out of the room.
~.~
|Micah's Point Of View|
I slowly open my eyes as a faint light approaches my vision and blink a few times in confusion. Am I home? I sit up with so much struggle and lean on the closest thing. My body throbs in pain, but I ignore it and look around to see where I am... only to find myself on top of some hay... inside a cell... undergrounds...?
I move my legs to stand, but they feel heavy. When I look down, I find my legs chained, the end of them tied to a pole, and when I move, they jingle. I look down at my hands in confusion to find blood stains, and when I check my body, I find so many wounds around. No wonder I am feeling like shit. What happened to me?
"Oh. The son of a bitch has woken up." I hear someone's voice, and so I squint my eyes at the dim light in front of me.
"W-who is it?" I croak out, my throat feeling like sandpaper. "Why am I here?" I add.
"Why are you here?!" the voice gets louder, and a tall guy is standing in front of me outside the cell. He slams his hands on the bars in rage. "You have the audacity to ask that when you committed that sinful crime?!" his voice echoed in the cellar.
"Sin?" I ask.
"Don't act foolish and get me in there. I went easy on you before! But if you get on my nerves, you might lose your teeth! Or even your pathetic hands!" he yells, expressing his anger. "You fucking claimed our Princess, you low-life pig! How are you going to take responsibility?! Shameful piece of shit! You will pay for this with your own life when the time comes!!"
When I hear those words, I feel like my soul is getting dragged away from my body. Like, all the life goes out of me... when I remember...
Yeah.
It was such a beautiful dream where I fell in love with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Where I claimed her as mine, as her sickly sweet, mouthwatering scent reached my nostrils... but only that... it turns out it wasn't a dream...
"S-she's the Princess?" I gasp.
"Funny story isn't it!? Don't fuck with me, you gold digger! You did this dirty thing to our Princess of your greediness for money! So you can get the gold, right?! Don't even think you succeeded because you are caught! There's no one to save you! Our King is in so much rage he'll cease you right now!"
"N-no. It's- this- it's not what I mean. I- I didn't-" I flinch when he slams his hands on the bars again. And I stop talking for the better.
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