Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Prince William

As I left my Father's office, I couldn't help but feel upset, and what's even worse, I didn't know why.

I mean, I had already said I wasn't interested in marrying anyone if it didn't benefit the kingdom.

'So, why do I feel slightly upset?' I thought as I headed back to my room.

"William, are you alright, Darling?" Said a familiar voice as I turned around to notice Izzie.

"Yes, Izzie I'm alright," I said as she looked at me confused before frowning.

"Alright, if you need anything, just let me know, dear," she said as I nodded.

"Thank you, Izzie," I said as I continued to walk towards my room.

Upon reaching my room, I quickly entered and closed the door; I needed time to think and process.

I am not sure about what. I am trying to figure it out, but I still don't think I could do it on my bed.

It was then that I decided to take a step out onto the balcony. It was a beautiful afternoon either way.

Once I walked out, I couldn't help but stare into the sunset and remember the words my Dad had told me.

"I think you have already met her son; you just don't see it yet, or you're denying yourself," Said Dad.

I couldn't help but sigh as his words kept playing over in my head like a broken record as I stared into the sun.

The truth is that Dad was correct. I met her once, many years ago, when we were children at Royal Prep.

I was sitting down in class when a new student arrived. I thought it would be like any other student, but she was different.

From the very moment I set my eyes on her, I automatically felt something for her.

She had beautiful, long, wavy golden blonde hair and electrifying blue eyes that almost looked purple at times.

However, she only stayed briefly at Royal Prep; she only attended for two days and never returned. But even for those two days, I knew there was something special about her.

No one knew her name, her kingdom, or why she left. She was always very quiet and stayed to herself.

Many claimed that she had died, and since we never saw her again, we all concluded that it was possible.

Ever since she left, I have regretted not talking to her at all, and after that, I can't look at any other girl without picturing her.

My Dad may have been lucky to find Mom in time and marry her, but that wasn't the case for me. Then it hit me; I was upset because all of this brought memories of her again.

I swore to forget those memories and forget her, and I have slightly, but for some reason, after years, the memory still haunts me, and I don't know why.

I have tried my best not to think of the sight of love, to block all those feelings and go completely cold.

However, my Mother, being who she is, stopped that. I still have my emotions intact, but I only use them with my family or people in the village.

This means that if they are kind to me, I am to them as well, but other than that, I do not allow myself to get close to anyone.

'It's for the best this way,' I thought to myself as I sighed.

I hope Dad won't arrange for me to be with a spoiled princess because we will have problems there.

Apart from that, I know I won't love her, I will have severe headaches, and if I want that, I would instead visit my cousin Laylah or Charlotte.

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