Chapter 2:

Louis[POV]

I arrive at the Vaduz Castle, A place I was sent away from when I just turned six, My step mother saw me as a threat to her precious son's future. I had a strong feeling that my father is planning something worse than the last time.

I briefly recalled the last time I was here, I had just lost my fiancee. It felt like my entire plan had just crumbled before my very eyes.

Now my father had summoned me to his chamber. I had prepared myself for his usual scolding.

The death of Nora,his goddaughter has driven two great family in Liechtenstein apart. My father had lost his faith in me and my ability to rule after him.

Like he ever wanted that to happen.... I scowled as I walked into his Chambers, I found my step brother, Damian already seated next to father.

I'm not surprised.

He had a nasty smirk plastered on his face as I walked in.

" Face licker! "

I mumbled

"Louis, you arrived late as usual"

My father started with his accustomed boring tone.

"You should learn to be punctual like your brother "

My eyes traveled down as I watched them scornfully .

When I was younger, I learnt that my father had no love or regard for me, the only reason we stand close to each other was because we shared the same blood. I got used to his method of provocation with his aim to create a reaction from me. I grinded my teeth together as I boiled with arising anger that got stuck in my throat, calmly I played his games. I grabbed a bottle of scotch from his wine bar and a glass, I found myself a better spot to sit so that I could watch them closely.

" If I had arrived earlier, Scotland would have sued us for infringement of duties."

his eyebrow twitched as I needled in a provoking response.

After firing me down with his gaze, he began his sermon.

"I called both of you here, to inform you of my decision, "

He says without much glance towards my direction.

"Whosoever that produces me with a grandson will become the next crown prince. "

I scoffed,

"So it's now a contest "

My brother smirked when my father eyes darkened dangerously.

" Don't you dare interrupt me while I'm still talking."

My father hit the table as if his pride had been stomped on.

"Father, my wife Irene is a month pregnant, I don't think you need to wait any longer".

Damian announced.

No wonder he looks so excited, this could be the plan his mother had cooked up to take me down.

My father's face lighted up, then he frowned at me.

"If only you had married Nora earlier..... But you went against my order."

Immediately I rised to my feet as I set out not ready for his blames and baseless accusations.

It took me years to become who I was today, no matter what plans they've been scheming to set me off my title as the crown prince, I wouldn't let them win besides I have supports from my mother's clan, let's them just wait and see. I stood up and left.

Growing up, I was always treated like an excluded member of the royal house, never belonged in their prefect family, alone and regretted. While growing up, my nanny told me, that my dad hated me cause his beloved wife dead in place of me. I was not ready to suckle up to my step brother and father's family moment, one I never experienced. After a long frustrating moment, I tried to straighten out my mind around my current predicament.

I hit the entrance pillar wall with my fist as I tried to control my temper.

"Is that a sign of disappointment or you are sad that I might take what you want so badly"

My brother's voice trailed from behind.

My heart tightened with rage.

" brother, "

he pat me on the shoulder

" I was hoping for a congratulations but I guess I won't be getting one. "

I pushed his hands away.

" Well then congratulations, but Irene is as low as a sly and conniving as a fox better go check if that child is yours. "

" How dare you? , he gathered his fist to throw a punch at me but I dodge as I quickly knocked him down. I stood gobsmacked by his sudden courage to fight back, the cowardly brother I knew always hides behind his mother and plays dirty. The good son, loved by all.

I saw my step mother walking towards our direction, her nose wrinkled with contempt. I noticed that age had made her lose most of her beauty.

" What Imprudence ",

Her arrival forced us to separate from nearly bouncing right back at each others.

" You should be ashamed of yourself , Louis I expected you be happy after hearing your brother would be a father soon. "

She continued,

"But here you are still bullying him cause you can't deal with your failures . "

Damien buried himself behind his mother like a coward she turned him to be.

"We know the truth, you killed Nora cause you never liked her " she said challenging me to deny her claim.

My anger gaze intrigued her, she smirked thinking she had hit a spot. She was the kind of woman that could play her way into a man's heart just like she entered my father's . She learnt the skill that has a strong effect on people that makes them do whatever she wants and still looking innocent while doing so.

Demn it! She was right,

I never loved Nora.

I groan, I need to get out of here before they start getting to me. I hate them all!

"Oddly enough, I keep wondering the sources of your accusations and your total validation that I had a hand in Nora's death. Besides my personal problem has solely nothing to do with you. Maybe I should include you to the list of her murder suspects!."

I said this to shut her up as I left them to pounder over my warning.

Flashing back to the day of Nora's death. When I got to Miami, Nora was found died and I was the last person on her phone dial. My step mom used this as a tool to facilitate her aim to steal my right as the crown prince for her cowardly son.

Nora's father, Lord Elliott is a strong member of the royal council as the Prime minister.

My father and her father grew up as best friend. He approved of our relationship, he declared his purpose was to strength the bond he and my father shared but he was just aiming for more power in the ruling council.

To hell with their ruckus, when the time is right, I would surely take my place in power and they will pay for treating me like this.

When I was just two year old, young and vulnerable. My dad never cared about me, when he married my step mom, she acted so sweet and kind hid her claw for the appropriate time. She used me as a pawn when I thought she loved me. Once my step brother was born, I was shipped away to stay with my godparents in Spain where I grew up. My hate resurrected as I remember how she successfully sent me away setting my dad and I apart.

When I came back at the age of 15, she was disappointed she could no longer control me. That young boy weak and pitiful was dead.

My phone vibrated

It was my friend Oscar calling. he called at the right time if I had stayed any longer I don't think I would contain myself.

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"Louis!"

Someone called my name from afar as I was about to leave.

The figure walked in an unladylike manner I chuckled cause I knew it was my step sister, Princess Elina at the age of eighteen, she had grown so vibrate and free spirited. She wrapped her hands around me as she jumped to hug me. She was the only one I cared about in this place. My step mother hadn't plan on given birth to another Child as she was bent on maintaining her shape when she got married.

In order words, Princess Elina's birth was unexpected. Elina was left to be cared for by Nanny's and she grew up hating her own mother whose influence doesn't  affect her. What I love about her is the lively spirit, she bring around anytime she was around me.

No matter how much I tried to stay away from her, when I was younger the more she persuade her way into my heart.

" I just arrived and you're leaving,"

She frowned.

"Now who is going to make fun of my foolish brother and his Vixen bride. "

She teased

I pat her softly on the face

" You need to go back inside, the royal feast will soon begin"

I informed her.

My brother and his wife are celebrating the announcement of their child. This party was just to strength his position and gain more supports.

" I heard you got into Harvard, Congratulations! "

I praised her

She got admitted into Harvard and she choose to study History.

She held my hand tight as if there was something she wanted to tell me but she hugged me instead.

Before I could react she bounced away.

she had grown so much,I thought to myself as I watched her from afar.