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32: Secrets in the Moonlight

Author: Dark Gold
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Prince Keith

I still couldn't believe that I had poured out all my frustration on Heather and somehow I felt embarrassed and stupid, I left the garden after and went back to my room trying to find something I could do to ease my mind out of the worry that had overwhelmed me, my eyes were on my desk, the papers everywhere untouched. I tried to focus, to bury myself in the things I find joy doing, but my thoughts were everywhere and focused only on Heather, no matter how much I tried to stop it.

Damn it.

I was a fool. A cruel, impulsive fool. How could I have spoken to her like that? She was... only trying to help me, no one had come after me but her, instead to be grateful I treated her badly. If only I could go back in time and correct what I have done.

The day crawled by, trying to focus on work, but meals remained untouched. My mind was constantly replaying the scene in the garden, her wide, wounded eyes, the red flush on her cheeks. I need to apologize. Not just a mumbled, perfun
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    Prince Keith I saw Heather's eyes widen the moment the words left my mouth, she looked frightened. I couldn't seem to curb the impulse that had driven me to make such a statement in the first place. I cursed inwardly. It was infuriating, no matter how fiercely I tried to erect walls around my heart, no matter how ruthlessly I attempted to ignore her presence in my thoughts, I couldn't completely deny it. Heather had found her way in whether I liked it or not. The way I worried about her was something utterly foreign to me. I had thought the most affectionate feeling one can ever have for someone is what I care for Nyles but I was wrong. I always knew my care for Nyles was from debt, from the service she had rendered me, the fact she had been there when no one was, it was only necessary I care about her that way but Heather... Heather was different. There was no history of service, no advantage I gained from her well-being, not in the direct way one might expect. Yet, the worry was t

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  • Fated To The Prince Of Rebel   32: Secrets in the Moonlight

    Prince Keith I still couldn't believe that I had poured out all my frustration on Heather and somehow I felt embarrassed and stupid, I left the garden after and went back to my room trying to find something I could do to ease my mind out of the worry that had overwhelmed me, my eyes were on my desk, the papers everywhere untouched. I tried to focus, to bury myself in the things I find joy doing, but my thoughts were everywhere and focused only on Heather, no matter how much I tried to stop it. Damn it.I was a fool. A cruel, impulsive fool. How could I have spoken to her like that? She was... only trying to help me, no one had come after me but her, instead to be grateful I treated her badly. If only I could go back in time and correct what I have done.The day crawled by, trying to focus on work, but meals remained untouched. My mind was constantly replaying the scene in the garden, her wide, wounded eyes, the red flush on her cheeks. I need to apologize. Not just a mumbled, perfun

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