Drunk

“would you like to go home to your parent?” The king voice resounded in my head yet again and I paled. My whole world suddenly coming to a stand still. The breath in my lungs halting in my throat as well with the King unexpected question.

Do I want to go home? Of course yes but the thought of the Prince is the only thing keeping me from screaming out those very answer out loud.

I inhaled deeply and let it out through my mouth before my eyes went back to look at the King’s expectant ones. “I miss my parent very much and it would be real joy for me to see them again..” I said quite truthfully, my hands going to finger my necklace gently as I spoke.

“..but I think it would be better to stay here with the prince”.

King Roman continued to watch me with kneaded brows as I said those words without interrupting and then not responding when I paused for a second.

“Besides, he wants me here with him and I think he is right. My parent used to tell me, this is what people do when they fall in lo