Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fated To The Prince Of Rebel: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Prince Keith's POVI looked at the document I had received earlier from my men and I couldn't hide how disappointed I was. I wanted more but it seemed it was hard penetrating the king's chambers, I was slowly losing my patience but at the same time I had to remind myself the reason I started. A sharp rap at the door suddenly shattered the silence. My immediate instinct was to panic, I quickly sat down in my wheelchair, and spun around, forcing myself to be calm before I spoke. "Enter," I called out, the word sounding hollow even to my own ears.The door swung inward and the Grand Luna stepped inside, her eyes sweeping over the room, missing nothing. I remained quiet as she closed the door and made her way forward, her presence was shocking because she was never someone who would visit my room, what changed? "Keith," she said, her voice low like a melodious hum. "What are you doing shut up in here all alone?""Resting, Grand Luna. Just... resting." I replied as I wheeled towards her

Heather's POVThe morning sun, usually a welcome sight, felt like a cruel spotlight mocking my sleepless night. I had tossed and turned, throughout the night, unable to get even a glimpse of a sleep. Prince Keith's tear-streaked face was a haunting replay in my mind throughout the night and each time I tried to push the worry away, it only intensified, making a knot tightening in my stomach.The sudden knock on my door halted my thoughts and I quickly stood up from the bed, combing my hair through my fingers before opening the door. I saw Lucinda standing in front of my door, she arrived with my breakfast, and the tray was laden with pastries and steaming tea. "Good morning, Princess Heather," she greeted, her voice gentle."Good morning, Lucinda," I replied, forcing a smile. "Thank you," I said after she placed the tray on the table."Do you need me to help you with anything? Or should I draw a bath first before you take your breakfast?" Lucinda asked, her eyes around my room looking

Heather's POV I suddenly opened my eyes and stretched my body only to notice that I was waking up beside Prince Keith who was still sleeping. Panic, confusion, and a strange flutter of something akin to... excitement? Invaded me, I looked at the time and my eyes widened in a cocktail of emotions I wasn't prepared for, especially not at this hour. Or any hour, really.I practically bolted upright, the silk sheets pooling around me as I tried to piece together the previous night. All I could recall was Prince Keith burning up with a fever, his ramblings, and falling asleep in between, I had tried to stay for a while to care for him but it seems I had fallen asleep along the line, it was something I wasn’t prepared for. Just when I was about to make my way out of his room, with no intention of waking him up or disturbing him, Prince Keith, eyes flickering open, a lazy, disarming smile spreading across his face. It was a boyish grin, the kind that made you forget he was royalty, and ins

Prince KeithThe grandfather clock in my chamber chimed midnight, I stood up from my chair closing the file I was working on, I hid it in its rightful place and then changed my wear, after that, I stood in front of the mirror to look at my reflection in the darkened mirror. I had changed my clothes to look like one of the guards, that was the only way no one would quickly guess I was the one and no one would also expect me to walk, this has been the way I have hidden for years, gathering my people and doing what is necessary. I stepped out of my chamber and scanned the corridor. I noticed it was empty. “Good,” I muttered to myself and then moved towards my meeting point that is only known by a selected few in the palace, it was an underground I had found over the years, which I am sure even the king doesn’t know existed. It was where my true work began, where I strategized with my loyal men, men who saw me not as a disabled figurehead, but as their future king.I was so lost in my t

HeatherI watched Prince Keith with bewildered eyes, does he really think he is all that, that I would lock myself outside just to sleep in his room? "Do you really think so little of me, prince Keith?" I burst out, the laughter is brittle and sharp. "That I would stoop so low? That I would...sleep in your room? You flatter yourself, Prince."My mind flashed back to the night before, how we had argued, how he had insulted me even though he had tried to save me from getting caught by Ezra, which I didn't really see as a big deal because I knew Ezra wouldn't be that angry at me. I had walked back to my room that night, with the thought of laying in my bed and sleep in off, I remembered the sinking feeling when I had returned, trying to turn the door knob severally, only to find out that I had absentmindedly locked it from the inside. Panic had seized me then, not because of being locked out, but because I didn't know what could have happened, Prince Keith had successfully instilled fea