Chapter 5

Royal Guardian

H E M I L I A

"I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention. 

You may be wondering where am I?

Well, I'm hiding behind the bushes with an earpiece, it feels like I'm spying on someone, which I'm kinda doing it. Observing the Prince breaking up with someone but gently and not harshly, explaining why he doesn't want to be with the person, but it seems that he doesn't understand the concept overall. The word gentle doesn't exist in his dictionary.

"Be nice." I hissed to the earpiece, I'm pretty sure the man never cooperated with women, he's a double-faced bitch. I'm wondering how can he get the women with his evil personality?

I glanced at them, the Prince looked at the bush, well me, with a confusing glance. I huffed and sliced my throat as a sign of death for him. I can be prosperous to make threats to the prince but right now, I was furious because of his attitude that is nonchalant.

"How could you, my highness?!" The poor woman said hysterically, poor girl, I feel sorry for her.

"I'm sorry?" He tilted his head in a questioning way, I can't believe this. He needs to read romance book or, books for stupid persons who don't understand romance.

"I hate you, your highness." She said throwing the flower that I told him to get him, not the cyclamen. He's stupid to get the cyclamen.

Cyclamen are a good flower to send someone if you've just broken up. However, if you're still together it's recommended that you avoid this pretty flower which symbolizes separation. This guy can't be kind anyway. I sighed angrily and threw the earpiece away from me.

What would describe his personality would be empathy, he's an empathetic royal member and most people who lack empathy would be sociopath or psychopath which I don't imagine him being the cause of this. 

"Bastard." I muttered softly while glaring at the ground. It took me some time to register that the Prince could hear me through the earpiece.

"You shouldn't throw an expensive thing." Someone whispered in my ear, I screamed and wanted to push the person, but they kept a hand on my mouth. I widened my eyes as I saw the royal guardian sitting next to me.

Fuck me and my rudeness.

"I'm sorry." My voice came out muffled because of his hand, he was dangerously handsome.

A cigarette was in between his lips, I frowned and shivered from the bad memories I had when I was a kid.

Cigarettes are poison to me and to everyone, obviously. I picked the cigarette out of his lips and threw it in the bush, while he looked flabbergasted.

He glared at me and I glared at him back, then I pointed out his hand on my mouth.

"You were screaming." He said, giving his reason which was it didn't make any sense. At least, I wasn't the person who kept breaking the rules.

"And you were smoking, smoking is prohibited here in this territory." I stated as a matter of fact anyway.

"Who follows rules nowadays?" He shrugged, not bothering the consequence that I think is stupid to understand like that.

"Well, me, idiot." I said dumbly but then realized my mistake. Fuck, I'm doomed.

He laughed at me, his smile is so nice to see.

What the fuck am I thinking about?!

"Shit! No one called me idiot." He laughed uncontrollably, I groaned and stood up while straightening my uniform. I turned around and saw Prince Rhyker staring at me, emotionless.

Did he hear our conversation? He couldn't unless he has powers?

"Your highness, I was searching for you." The royal guardian said with relief.

"I was dumping someone with the help of Hemilia." He said, pointing to the poor princess crying. I wanted to comfort her, but she will probably recognize me as the first woman training to be a physician. Girls are so scared of me for no reason, I did nothing to them, to be honest. Only Faine was able to have a conversation with me.

"You are the girl who did the natural herb presentation?" The royal guardian, turning toward me.

Damn, the good view. Two hot boys staring at me with their hands in their pocket.

One of them is a Prince and the other is a bad boy.

Faine will freak out once I tell her about this.

"I'm Ashton, the royal guardian." He smirked, bowing playfully toward me.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Hemilia." I nodded quietly.

"Be careful, she's shy." The Prince Rhyker smirked at me, Ashton chuckled mischievously.

What a fuck? Is he actually serious? I help him to break up with his ex-woman who he played and now he said that I'm shy in front of the royal guardian to embarrass me?

"Anyway, my job is done here." I ignored his comment and exclaimed happily while rubbing my hands cautiously. I need to take a break, maybe a coffee could hype me up or even better, a vanilla latte would light up my day.

"I don't think so." He shook his head sarcastically.

What the heck do you want?

"What?" I frowned, anxious about what he's going to say. 

"She's not the only one."

This son of a bitch is a womanizer.

I just called my majesty a bitch, fuck I'm dead. I hope he can't read my thoughts.

-

"Justin, I hate him!" I whined to Justin when lunch break was over, I was finally happy and relieved to get away from this womanizer. He was scary and annoying to be with, the media lied to us when they said he was kind and a gentleman. 

"Poor girl, what happened?" He comforted me sarcastically, I rested my head against his chest.

I don't know if I should ruin the prince reputation.

Whatever, he deserves it.

"The prince has been bullying me!" I scowled and got away from him to wipe my fake tears. I have a talent to cry whenever I want, it's an advantage for me to use for different situations. Once, I had to cry in front of my headmaster because we got caught by the supervisor who was around there. We were only drinking, nothing wrong.

"The prince is an evil man." He added vilely, and I nodded frantically while brushing my hair.

"I know right!" I exclaimed and shoved him playfully.

"No, seriously, what happened?" He said ending our play.

"He's a womanizer." I pursed my lips firmly.

"I knew it." He scoffed and put on some coins in the vending machine. We were alone in the relaxing room, most students had class at that time while we had a break for an hour. 

"Want some?" He asked and I hummed in approval, he gave me the pack of sweets that I wanted to and he got himself a coffee, I can't understand people drinking black coffee, mine should be sweet coffee with milk.

"Tell me your problems with the prince?" He proposed himself as the psychologist, we took a seat in the auditorium for our next class, I sat on my seat and take out my laptop and pencil case with a notebook.

"He wants me to help him dumb his girlfriends nicely, but how am I going to do that when he doesn't listen to me?!" I sighed deeply, drinking the ice tea that Faine prepared for me.

"He's kinda being a bossy bitch." He frowned and I hummed in approval.

"Exactly, he's so bossy."

We heard the bell rang, I saw Peter going inside the auditorium sending a glare toward me, he still doesn't understand that he can't take me as an easy girl. I rolled my eyes and let out my tongue childishly.

"I need your attention, please!" Our biochemist professor yelled, banging the table with his book on the wall. Everyone turned toward him with a confused look.

"Thank you, today I have the honour to tell you that we have a guest who has news about your internship month. Count Roman, your grace." He bowed at the man who was sitting earlier with his phone, oh that's right he's the Prince best friend and also his cousin. The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire.

"Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter. 

"Here you are, we were waiting for you!" Roman, the count, said to the royal guardian who barged into the auditorium. He looked at the crowd and once our eyes met he waved at me with a happy grin on his face. I widened my eyes and waved back at him with politesse.

"Ashton Welsh, the royal guardian." He introduced himself to us. We bowed at them for respect, as a formality toward the nobles.

"You must be wondering why are we here? Well, we are here to propose you an internship since you will have to do it anyway." Roman started with a strong and loud voice. At the end of the semester we have to submit our application to a company for our internship, I didn't find one company who could accept me but I think I might go to the Baltes physician's company.

It's the rival of the royal medical team, they were interested in my presentation which my professor sent a brief resume to his meeting. They contacted me and proposed an internship, but I'm still thinking of it, it's hard to choose between the Royal and Baltes who is an independent company.

"We will pick 10 of you who will be trained in the royal physician's building with the most impressive magical physician." Ashton continued as he leaned back on the chalkboard smoothly, his face had a rested face looking at us. I can feel him not being nervous about public speaking, which is absolutely envying.

"The deadline is at the end of the semester, but it's much better if you do it earlier so that we can revise your admission." Roman suggested with a gentle smile, he seems like the calm one between the Prince and Ashton who are like crazy teenagers.

"I hope for you guys to be picked, if not then it's a loss for you." Ashton retorted evilly as he smirked proudly when he watched the anxious gaze of the students, making them feel a lot of pressure, it was a competition, of course, to be picked in the royal medical team.

Stupid kid.

"What he's actually trying to say is that he's cheering for you. Fighting!" Roman chuckled nervously while holding a fist up. Ashton glared at him and I laughed at him.

"Anyway, this will be all. I'm so sorry to disrupt your lesson." He said apologetically to the professor, who bowed to him.

"It's my pleasure, your grace." He smiled and Roman smiled as we bowed to them again while they were walking to the exit.

We glanced at Ashton who pushed harshly Roman while he was shaking his hand toward us. Poor him.

I feel pity for him to befriend with two most overbearing people who are annoying to stay with.

"I feel bad for the count." Justin said, with empathy, I also do. He's stuck with two bossy and arrogant people.