My arrogant ROYAL.

Side story: Part Ten.

(love confessions?oh.)

Evan's POV.

Day two.

my dearest Adar,

I hope this letter finds you well, though I must admit, I'm slightly perturbed that I haven't received a response to my previous missive. I can only assume it arrived safely in your hands. Forgive my impatience, but the silence is unbearable.

As I sit to write to you daily, I find myself struggling to articulate my thoughts. My mind is consumed by visions of you, and I must confess, they often take on a most...unseemly nature. The mere thought brings a smile to my lips, and I am reminded of the depth of my longing.

Today, I shall reveal the reason behind my abrupt departure from the kingdom. A most...distasteful altercation with my brother compelled me to leave. I dare not disclose the details, for they are too foul to commit to paper. Suffice it to say, my presence was hindering his...domestic bliss, and I saw fit to remove myself from the situation. The memory of our quarrel still lingers, leaving a foul taste in my mouth, but I find the sting lessening with each passing day.

Now, I must ask, dear Adar, might I pose a question without fear of ridicule? Would you be so kind as to grant me a kiss? I yearn for the touch of your lips, the gentle caress of your skin. My very being aches for it. I am attempting to be considerate of your space, but I fear I may not survive without some semblance of physical affection.

Yours, in earnest longing,
Evan

(P.S. I would not object to receiving that kiss forthwith, my love. Indeed, I implore you, do not tarry.)

Adar's POV.

Another letter from Evan, and I couldn't help but stare at the envelope, my heart racing with anticipation. I didn't want him to leave, yet I couldn't make it too easy for him either. But as I read his words, my resolve crumbled. He was trying so hard, and it was...endearing. My blush deepened as I reached the end of the letter, my lips tingling at his request. A kiss. It had been too long since I'd felt his lips on mine. I chuckled, my mind made up. I missed him too.

"Tell him...yes," I said to the maid, my voice barely above a whisper.

The maid's eyes sparkled without knowing, but she curtsied and departed to deliver my response. I couldn't help but smile, my heart fluttering with excitement. A kiss wouldn't hurt, and I couldn't deny the longing I felt for his touch. I missed his flesh against mine, the way he made me feel alive. Evan's request was granted, and I couldn't wait to see him again.

Evan's POV.

The maid scurried off, leaving me to my anticipation. She hadn't mentioned when Adar would arrive, and I was left to pace and wonder. It was like reliving my first crush all over again, the excitement and nervousness swirling in my stomach. My first love, the one who had disappeared without a trace.I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the room, I grew restless. Waiting was agonizing, but I knew I couldn't rush him. This was still his kingdom, and I was at his mercy. I couldn't dictate the pace of the future king, no matter how much I yearned for his presence.

I sighed, trying to occupy myself with a book, but my mind kept wandering back to Adar. When would he come? Would he kiss me softly, or with the passion that had once burned between us? The uncertainty was maddening, and I found myself checking the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. Time seemed to be crawling, and I was trapped in this limbo of longing.

Two knocks on the door, and then Adar strode in, his presence commanding attention. I felt my resolve crumble as I took in his chiseled features and piercing gaze. I had asked him to kiss me, but now I wanted so much more. As he approached, I stood up, my eyes locked on his, and my heart racing with anticipation.