Alastor

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She has been continuously talking since we arrived in the garden.

And I'm not even a bit surprised that she didn't take a single hint from my face that I'm clearly not interested in whatever she is talking about.

Nobody ever had because all they think is I had face like that from always.

You know face like what, always exhausted and serious.

They never bother to ask why.

They never give a fuck neither did I.

I don't know when last time I'd smile, like real smile. I remember it faintly, and it feels like eternity had passed since.

Besides, the talkative nature, Lilith is a nice girl.

Grey-blue eyes, dark blond wavy locks, charming face, and kind nature. Nothing new.

It's enough,isn't it? How much more do you expect from such a nice girl.

I mean, she looks the same as all princesses do. Dressed in jwelles, bathed in perfume, plastered with good looks, and scripted.

At least they knew their scripts for what to do and why, but I don't even have one. I know what I want, but there's how, every time attached with it.

It's fact! People like what others have. They never appreciate the things they got.

Blonde wants black,dark skins want white, curls want straight, straight want waves, poor want to be rich, rich want to be common like all. Then there's people like me who have everything and nothing at the same time.

Who has everything they want, but it feels all worthless and foreign.

Some people's world turn black and white and then all of sudden grey. Mine had colours from always, but now I can guess it hardly because all of sudden everything turns blur.

"Alastor?" Lilith shook me, which forced me to come back to reality.

Yes. Forced. It's not like I found peace in my thoughts. I don't have peace in either of the places. In reality or my thoughts.

Everybody says mind is dangerous when it's beyond our control. Yes, it is. I agree.

Do you know what they ask? What's the difference between a dangerous mind and a wild heart.

Dangerous is wild and wild is dangerous. Nothing difference most of the say.

But there is a difference between them and the vast one, wild heart want freedom while Dangerous mind want to snatch one.

Wild hearts just chase their dreams. They have no wicked intentions like Dangerous mind.

I don't know that being king is my dream, need, or want.

It's just engraved in my mind that I want to become king because that's all I'd think since childhood.

"Alastor?"she said loudly, which made me flinch.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just weather making me sick."

Weather is wonderful today. There's nothing that can happen to anybody with such weather, but if lame excuses are working, then let them work. Don't ask logics.

She tried to read my face, and I'm sure that she didn't find any bit of whatever she was searching.

She believed my excuse easily than I thought.

We then walked to the assembly hall where her parents and father were discussing something that looked important.

Must be about our wedding.

Her mother's face instantly lights up as soon as she glances at Lilith.

"I hope you had a good talk."her father said.

"Yes."I mustered a smile. Must be of less wattage, but it works to assure his hope.

After a small chat in which I was barely paying attention, they leave.

I want to ease my mind, so I went into the library. Opened the secret cabinet behind the third row of books' cupboards, and took out distilled liquor volumed in clean glass bottle.

Poured it in black glass and drank it all in one go.

I know there's no benefits to being spoiled, Prince, but as a colourless substance, start working in my veins. My thoughts about seeing the world with clear colours disappeared.

Best feeling I'd ever felt.

No emotions. No dreams. No hopes. No tensions. No fears. No sadness.

Just endless numbness and plenty of pleasure.
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So, guys, finally, this chapter is over.
Maybe this chapter was published mistakely before time, so sorry for that. I hope you are liking my story.
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