Chapter 18

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I walk out of the room, fuming in anger

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I walk out of the room, fuming in anger. I've never felt this mad toward my parents, especially my father. I know I am acting stubborn, but I believe I have the ownership of the throne after him.

"I will prove myself, prove him wrong and let him know how responsible I can be. No. I will plan treason against him. I will steal the throne." I say as I walk to my room.

"Calm down, your highness. You aren't saying these with your heart, but out of anger." maid Prim tries to calm me down. But I am far from that.

"How can I stay calm, huh? I know I acted stubborn, and he's worried about me as a father, but it's so unfair that he's unwilling to give me a chance! But willing to give a stranger a chance! This is something he can easily give me! A-and thinking about that shithead Plowden, it boils me inside! I had to go through all that because of my parents as well. So this is my turn to do what I want." I express.

I open the door to my room and walk in.

"Also, I have to let Bright know that things didn't go well," I mutter to myself. "Prim, go and find a way to communicate with Bright. Tell him that our plans failed-" I stop when I remember something.

"Anything else, your highness?" Prim asks.

"Oh... I don't think I have to meet him secretly anymore. Since my parents know already." I smile.

"D-don't tell me-"

"Let's go and meet him."

Prim looks pale as if she just saw a ghost. She looks at me nervously and shakes her head, knowing it's a bad plan. I ignore her and take my files from the table and walk out of my room. Prim instantly follows me, explaining why I can't do that, how people might get the wrong idea, and how my parents will get mad.

Finally, at the entrance of the underground dungeon, she stops me.

"I- I am serious, your highness." she carefully says.

"I am serious as well, Prim. I stupidly challenged my parents, not knowing if I could do that. I don't feel confident at all." I say and brush her off. "Answer me. Do I have anyone by my side? No. I am the royal Prince, but it doesn't matter to anyone. Because I am an omega, not an alpha. I don't have anyone to support me but you and Duke Wayar... I- I might not be able to become the next ruler, but I will do my best to avoid another arranged marriage at least." I say.

"...oh... I- I am happy to serve you, your highness," she says.

"And happy to annoy you, Prim." I smile.

"But... are you sure about Bright?" she asks. "Is it love? Or just going with the flow?"

"It's not the flow... H-he's a magnet. He might be a naïve commoner, but there's something about him... that draws me to him. I won't call it love yet. But the way he treats me, I love that." I admit.

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