The cursed prince

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The first rays of dawn filtered through the heavy curtains of Naruto's royal bedroom, casting a soft, golden light across the room. Naruto lay in his bed, staring up at the ornate ceiling, his mind already racing with thoughts of the day ahead. The events of the previous day loomed large in his mind, a dark cloud that threatened to overshadow everything.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. The memory of yesterday's events, the sinister kiss, and the feeling of utter helplessness had kept him awake for most of the night. Even now, the weight of it all felt almost unbearable. But he knew he couldn't let it consume him. He had responsibilities, a role to play, and he couldn't afford to let his guard down.

As he sat up, the soft sheets pooling around his waist, he glanced around his room. The familiar surroundings offered a small measure of comfort, but they also reminded him of the facade he needed to maintain. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, the cool marble floor a stark contrast to the warmth of his bed.

Walking over to the window, he pulled back the heavy drapes and looked out at the palace gardens. The early morning light bathed the landscape in a gentle glow, the flowers and trees swaying softly in the breeze. For a moment, he allowed himself to get lost in the beauty of it all, letting the serenity of the scene calm his troubled mind.

Today would be different, he told himself. Today, he would find a way to start reclaiming his power, his sense of self. Sasuke's visit was a beacon of hope, a chance to confide in someone who understood him. But until then, he needed to gather his strength and face the day ahead.

Naruto moved to his wardrobe, selecting a royal outfit that exuded confidence and authority. As he dressed, he mentally prepared himself for the day's challenges. He would meet with his parents for breakfast, attend to his courses, and maintain the image of the capable prince his family and subjects expected him to be.

But beneath the composed exterior, a storm of emotions raged within him. Anger, hurt, betrayal—these feelings simmered just beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to be unleashed. He knew he needed to confront Neji, to find a way to break free from his insidious control, but that confrontation would have to wait. For now, he needed to focus on the immediate tasks at hand.

With a final glance in the mirror, Naruto squared his shoulders and left his bedroom. The corridors of the palace were already bustling with activity, servants and guards moving about with purpose. He acknowledged them with nods and brief smiles, his demeanor calm and composed despite the turmoil within.

As he made his way to the dining hall for breakfast, his thoughts remained on Sasuke's impending visit. He hoped that his friend's arrival would bring the clarity and support he so desperately needed. Until then, he would face the day with determination, keeping his emotions in check and his focus sharp.

Entering the dining hall, he greeted his family, his smile genuine yet tinged with an undercurrent of unease. They chatted amiably, unaware of the inner battle he fought. Naruto joined the conversation, his responses measured and thoughtful, all the while steeling himself for the day ahead.

He knew that today would be a test of his resilience, a test he was determined to pass. And as the morning sun continued to rise, casting its warm light over the palace, Naruto resolved to confront his challenges head-on, drawing strength from the hope that better days were on the horizon. 

As Naruto sat at the breakfast table, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and plans. He needed a way to keep Neji at bay, to protect himself from further harm while he figured out a long-term solution. Over the past few days, he had gathered various ideas, snippets of strategies from conversations and observations.