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Or maybe what seemed to piss her off more was that her date didn’t fight it. The prince didn’t stop Lu, he seemed to even kiss her back. This didn’t make sense. “Alex! Aren’t you gonna say anything!” The prince’s date screamed at him. “Shut up woman!” Lu barked at her. Trust Lu to just do whatever she pleased without bothering about the consequences. “You came back Kelly!” The prince held Lu’s face and her smile couldn’t be more obvious. “That’s it, I can’t do this.” I turned from my seat

the prince instructed as he gestured with his index finger for me to approach him. His gray eyes stared at me before flickering slowly down the length of my body and then up again until our eyes met. Despite the dark situation that was going on regarding his father and the associated political instability of the country, there was an unmistakable look of desire in his gray eyes. The look in his eyes sent a chill down my spine along with my realization that the Prince sitting in front of me wasn't the stereotypical benevolent prince. He was the prince that always did things his way to get all that he wanted, and that very prince is about to become the next king of this country.

After running back to camp, I walk into the battle, back to the front line, the sounds of fighting all around me. “Lorelai!” My voice rings out over the battlefield and the sounds of fighting quiet down as everyone waits to see what is happening. When she doesn’t answer, I call her again. “Lorelai!” “Oh, Aolis, you poor broken-hearted thing. Have you come crawling back to me, ready to ask me to be yours?” Lorelai says, sauntering over toward me. “I’m a Prince and the future King. I will never crawl to anyone. Least of all, you.”

The prince was a fool. A charming one, maybe. One with good hair and better instincts than most gave him credit for, but still a fool. He had no idea how to disappear properly, no understanding of how to move without leaving crumbs behind. The only trick he’d figured out was that cash was king when you wanted to go undetected. And sure, he hadn’t used his credit cards since arriving in Lenweil… but he’d made the fatal mistake of keeping the same damn phone. And phones? Phones were goldmines.

"Hmph! The prince actually wants to take us to our deaths, but does he have the ability? I don't think so! Since he doesn't have the ability, how dare he speak so loudly to us? Isn't this a joke? Prince, ah, prince, I advise you to give up! You've already lost!" "That's right! Prince, it's meaningless for you to continue to resist! It's better for you to admit defeat and die obediently. Isn't that great? Why do you have to resist like this? It will only bring more pain to yourself! Of course, you are now a piece of meat on our chopping board. It's not up to you to live or die!"

He asked out of the blue “Why? Are you some kind of spy for him?” “God no, not a big fan of royalty. I'd never spy for someone like that,” “I see. Well, since you aren't a spy, then I guess I can speak freely.” I said. He looked at me intrigued. “I have no idea who the prince is but I bet he's just as arrogant as his father and brother and I wouldn't blame him if he was. If a bunch of beautiful women were all anticipating to become my Luna too, nobody would be able to tell me what to do.”

In my personal assessment, he emanated an unpleasant aura, resembling a contemptible individual. Curiously, though, he possessed an air of regality, akin to that of a prince. His golden locks intertwined with his piercing blue eyes, complemented by attire befitting nobility. If a crown adorned his head, I would readily assume his royal lineage. "They must be deaf, Black. Look at them; they are merely gawking at us," the "jerky prince" remarked with a smirk, addressing the leader with a handsomeness that concealed his true nature. Undoubtedly, he embodied the essence of a repugnant individual.

So, Blue doesn’t see him as a threat. Hail, who is the second prince of the East Kingdom but was called an intruder in his own kingdom, slowly opened his eyes when he felt that his dizziness disappeared, and the pain all over his body also doesn’t ache anymore. Then, he saw the most beautiful ‘person’ that he has seen in his entire life. This ‘person’ is even more beautiful than his mother, and also him, who was hailed as the most beautiful boy of his kingdom.

After being forced to donate my blood to Zachary Doolithe, my wife Anna Lang's childhood sweetheart, I died in the small quarters that she had personally decorated for me. Before I died, my five-year-old son ran to the main quarters and begged Anna three times. The first time, he broke in and said that I was vomiting blood. Anna scoffed. "I see he's improved his ways. He's even taught our son to lie." Then she ordered the servants to take my son out. The second time, he knocked on the door and said that I was already beginning to convulse in pain. Anna tutted. "I only asked for a little blood, didn't I? It's not like I cut out his heart. Why is he pretending?” The servant stepped forw

he loosened the grip I seen tears in his eyes why prince why you are doing like this you love me but still acting like you don't want me why prince he looked at me and said "he is not suitable to you" I catched his collar and asked "then who is suitable to me" I seen guilt feeling in his eyes clearly say prince say that you loves me you don't want to leave me I pulled him again and asked "speak" he said "I dont know" what he don't know yeah how can he know iam a fool still expecting love from him I replied