WHAT DID YOU SAY?

When Ivy had returned to the palace and realized that Amy was no longer in her room, she had thought that Amy left in anger. She asked one of the maids about the time Ivy had left and discovered that Ivy had gone up to see the prince.

They all knew that prince Bastian couldn't look away each time he saw a beautiful and classy girl and Amelia looked just like one. It was even worse because the prince had been drinking. Ivy knew that if prince Bastian saw Amy, he would surely try to sleep with her.

Amy was naive and hopelessly in love with the prince so Ivy couldn't let her be seen by him. She quickly hurried inside to drag Ivy out of the palace because she couldn't bear to allow her to get used and discarded by the prince.

However, she was a little late. She saw prince Bastian taking Amy into his bedroom. Despite her attempt to stop him, Amy had still ended up in his bed. Even when she knocked on the door repeatedly, the prince did not respond. Now she could only wait for morning to come and hope that her best friend was still in one piece.

On their way to the prince's palace, the king kept trying to call him but his phone was turned off.

"How can Bastian be so irresponsible?" the king asked the queen. "Not only are there scandalous news about him but he has even turned off his phone. He cannot keep smearing the royal name with his despicable lifestyle, I will not tolerate it anymore."

"Calm down, my love," the queen said. "Aren't we going to the palace now? We would surely put an end to Bastian's irresponsible lifestyle. He has to get married to a decent girl that meets our approval, someone who will be able to help him become a better person."

"That is exactly what I have in mind," the king replied.

Bastian opened his eyes and saw Amelia sleeping beside him. She was lying naked and was very beautiful. He wiped his eyes and stared at her as he tried to figure out how she ended up in his bedroom.

He thought for a while and recalled lifting her off the ground and taking her into his room. She had been quite pleasing last night and turned out to be a virgin.

That was impressive, not that it mattered to him. He was more worried about who she was and how she ended up in the palace since he could not recall ever meeting her, prior to last night.

He stared at her clothes on the floor, she seemed like someone who wasn't impoverished but he needed to be sure. He hated poor people the most and the fact that he had to pretend in public and act the part of the humble prince when he was surrounded by poor people was one of the most annoying things in his life.

He tapped her on her arm, waking her up instantly. Amy gasped when she saw the prince and instinctively tried to cover her body with the sheets. She looked around and saw her clothes and undies on the floor.

Without wasting any time, she quickly got up from the bed and wore her pants and bra before wearing her gown. She was about to go for her shoes which had been thrown closer to the door.

However, the prince got up, grabbed her hand, and flung her to the bed, "where the hell do you think you are going to? Who are you and how the fuck did you get into the palace?"

Amelia became afraid and started to stammer, "my name is Amelia, I came yesterday to see my friend Ivy but you forced me into your room and slept with me."

Bastian stared at her, "you are friends with one of the palace maids?"

Amelia shook her head while trying not to make eye contact with Bastian.

He regarded her from her toenails to her hair. Although she wore expensive clothes, her hair and nails did not look like that of a classy girl, and the way she acted timidly completely turned him off.

"Who are your parents?" He asked.

"My parents are late," Amelia replied. "It's just me and my siblings."

Bastian moved closer to her, "I see so what do you do for a living?"

Amelia looked down as the prince was standing too close to her, "I and my sisters sell ice fish at the market."

Bastian stared at her in shock, "what? What did you say? You are a fish seller?"

"Icefish," Amelia replied.

"Who cares what type of fish it is?" Bastian screamed in anger.

Amelia shook in fright and moved backward. Bastian acted as though he wanted to throw up, "are you saying I fucked a stinking fish seller? Why did you lie on my bed or let me touch you?"

Amelia cowered even more as Bastian's voice became louder. Tears were now rolling down her cheeks but Bastian wasn't moved by them.

He moved closer to her and said, "this must be a plan between you and that worthless servant friend of yours. You dress classy and pretend to be an heiress so you can end up in my bed? How dare you?"

Amelia wanted to tell the prince that it did not happen the way he thought, however, he quickly wore his robe and pulled her by her hair, dragging her out of the room.

Amelia held on to her hair as the prince kept pulling it. She was in a lot of pain and couldn't stop crying.

She begged the prince to let go as he dragged her down the stairs but he paid no attention to her words. She wasn't even allowed to put on her shoes.

The servants had all heard the prince shouting and wondered what was going on. Ivy also heard and was about to run upstairs to the prince's room but the king and queen arrived and they were all forced to remain standing.