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Chapter 2: Strange Young Man

The young man hiding away behind the door was His Highness, His royal highness Prince James Alama-Vatum, my betrothed .
I tried to recall if this had happened before, if he was there all those years ago, well all those years ago in my previous life, yet I couldn't recall.

I remember being asleep for at least half a month before I had awakened,

"Oh my, things are already changing.." I whispered to myself.

My mother and fathers footsteps had long dispersed, they had gone to inform my brother of my condition, now it was only the-lady's maids and physician's footsteps coming in and out of my room every half hour...

I wasn't worried about that though, no, what had peaked my interest was the young man who believed I was asleep and would visit my room every morning and noon.

He would never approach, least not when he believed I should be awake, but when I slept at night I felt his rough sand-like hands grabbing my own, sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night to him laying beside me.

His dark brown skin, tanned from his days of practice, his cascading dark brown hair that swayed with his slightest movement, and his sharp nose that borrowed into the shoulder of his free hand. He was truly handsome, sometimes in my past life I would find my eyes drawn to him, even after we had broken our engagement, I guess our familiarity made him the one thing that could comfort my weary eyes at a ball, or a hunt.  Now was not the time to reminisce though, I only had one thought, this young man, why was he feigning disdain for me, why did he treat me so cruelly in the light to then nurture me in the dark?
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I tried to catch him in the act a few times, when he would stay with me at night I'd abruptly open my eyes hoping to shock him, but when I would turn to the side of my bed he'd already be gone. With his amazing athleticism and training, it was easy for him to evade my field of view. I mean I could still feel his presence in the room, I assumed he was in one of my wardrobes or slide under my bed, which was most likely correct, but whenever I went to check he would soon vanish. Soon, it became a game for us two, a way to understand each other without saying a single word.

"I hope the little fly who pesters me in my sleep will reveal himself tonight," I'd say just as I was ready to slip into bed. I knew he was listening, hiding somewhere, just as he did weeks ago when I was first hurt.

I was almost recovered, and the physician allowed me to return back to our manor by the end of that same week, but still he visited.
I mean, I did mind, at first, I tried to keep him out sometimes, I would lock the door, lock my windows, and draw my curtains, but still, he would find a way in.

Soon, I just chose to accept his presence,after all, a handsome face is good for the soul. Genuinely, I did feel that his presence had done something to me. I'm not claiming he magically healed me, but the sense of ease his presence brought was slightly ethereal.

Oh how I wish he'd just have  a conversation with me, but a stubborn man like James is hard to talk too.

"James?" I thought to myself.. "When did I start referring to His Highness as, James. such an endearing thing, calling his first name like he was a friend, or..." The words hesitate to leave my mouth.

"A lover?" I let out a gasp. what nonsense had I been thinking,

then suddenly a revelation occurred to me, the entirety of this time I had lost focus, on my goal, my true goal.

With my sickness, and well.. His highness, I'd hardly had time to process everything, let alone plan,

Truly once I arrive at the field, it ws truly time to set this dirty palace on fire 🔥

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Heyyy, sorry for the short chapter, I'm kinda sick, oh and sorry for not updating for so long 😅 (I'm just a girlllllll)

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