บททั้งหมดของ INNOCENT LOVE,: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

It's been two days since Madin disappeared, and the atmosphere in the palace is heavy with unspoken questions and unease.Arthur hasn’t left his chambers except for the occasional appearance at the king's insistence.Even then, his presence is a shadow of the man the court once revered. Gone is the confident, composed prince who commanded every room he entered. Now, he is distracted, irritable, and burdened by an ache he cannot escape.Arthur sits by the window, staring out at the vast fields that stretch beyond the palace grounds.His eyes, red from lack of sleep, search the horizon as if Madin might suddenly appear, walking back toward him. The memory of their last conversation replays in his mind endlessly."Why?" He mutters to himself, his voice hoarse. "Why would you leave like this?"He grips the edge of the window frame, the cool wood grounding him momentarily. His mind is a storm of emotions—guilt, anger, confusion, and a yearning so deep it terrifies him.Madin’s absence fee

"It’s been days now. When are you planning to get rid of that kid?” the king asks sharply, his voice cutting through the quiet tension of the dining hall.Prince Arthur, seated across the table, stops chewing. He hasn’t had much of an appetite in weeks, but tonight, the king’s question robs him of the little will he had left to pretend.“I will, Father,” Arthur replies curtly, pushing his chair back and standing. He strides out of the dining hall without another word, leaving his meal untouched.Since the truth about Madin’s identity was revealed, Arthur has been a shell of himself. The next day after the revelation, he forced himself to wake up and carry on as though nothing had happened. He resumed his royal duties, maintaining the mask of strength and control that his position demands.But inside, he is crumbling. He hasn’t spoken about Madin, not to his father, his advisors, or even himself in the rare moments of solitude he allows. The palace is abuzz with whispers, the truth a

They walk for what feels like hours, the silence between them growing heavier with each step. Neither Arthur nor Madin knows what to say, and the weight of the night’s events hangs thick in the air. Arthur's mind drifts far from the deserted path they tread, consumed by an endless storm of doubts.He wonders if he’s lost all sense of reason, if he’s allowing this strange and overpowering emotion called love to lead him astray. The Arthur of a month ago would have scoffed at the idea. The dutiful prince, groomed from birth to rule, now fleeing his home, his family, and his future—for what? For someone who had lied to him, deceived him, and yet somehow claimed his heart completely."What am I doing?" Arthur mutters under his breath, barely audible. His grip tightens on the discarded guard uniform he carries, the coarse fabric feeling heavier than it should.He knows he could turn back. Right now, if he chose, he could return to the palace, face his father, and beg for forgiveness. T

“You’re the one causing all this! I don’t understand you at all,” Madin says, his voice sharp, his hands clenching into fists. “Why would you even come with me if you’re going to act like this? Are you regretting it already?”Arthur sits on the edge of the bed, his head low. For a moment, he doesn’t respond, running a hand through his hair as if trying to collect his thoughts. Then he looks up, his face a mixture of emotions.“When did I say I regret coming with you?” Arthur says. “In fact, you came with me, Madin—not the other way around. And for the record, I’m not acting like this because I don’t want to be here. I’m like this because I don’t know what’s happening to me. I don’t know what to feel or how to feel. All I know is that I want to be close to you. That hasn’t changed.”Madin blinks, caught off guard by the sudden honesty. “So... you want to be close to me, but you’re confused?”Arthur nods. “Yes. I’m confused because all the feelings I had for you when I thought you were

After the intense confrontation with the king, Madin is assigned a room in the main mansion. However, as punishment for concealing his true identity for so long, the king insists that Madin remains Prince Arthur’s servant.Arthur protests the decision, ready to argue with his father, but Madin stops him. The king’s resolve is unyielding, and Arthur knows he has no choice but to comply. Despite his frustration, Arthur reluctantly agrees, though his displeasure is evident.For Madin, the arrangement is acceptable. As long as he can be close to Arthur and no longer needs to hide his identity, the rest feels manageable—for now.Once the meeting with the royal family ends, Arthur and Madin retreat to the Arthur’s chambers. The tension between them is palpable, but Arthur breaks the silence first.“So… what do you think?” he asks, watching Madin closely.“About what?” Madin replies, his thoughts already tangled with everything that transpired.“You know... everything my father said.”“I’m f