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Chapter X

Chapter X

I was talking right now, so casually, to a prince. A prince. A prince. I should've known. I should've known. He was as frozen as I, and I felt numb. As if someone ripped my brain from my head, and now it was just an empty space. Landon Cyprus, Prince of Waruteas. I couldn't even hear myself anymore, the only sound my heartbeats and the gears in my brain clicking slowly. The luxurious smell, royalty. The beautiful clothes, royalty. The amazing facial features and body, royalty. This..plane. Royalty. Everything single aspect of him was royalty. Royalty. I couldn't believe it. He opened his mouth a million times and closed it even more times.

"Why.." I faintly whisper, only enough for him to hear. "Why didn't you tell me?"

He opened his mouth again, but nothing came, making me angrier.

"Your Highness...Landon. Oh my god. Why didn't you tell me?!" I fumed. "How could you not tell me?! Oh my god I should've known you were..." I was out of words. Out of rage. And Landon just sat there, his eyes facing down and his face sad. Nothing. He said nothing. I sat down, not even realising I had stood up. I calmed myself, thinking it wasn't his fault. He probably wasn't allowed to tell me.

"I'm not really a prince.." he whispered, "I am not the next to the throne..I am almost just dead weight to my brothers. I" His voice was so calming and quiet , I began to feel bad.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lashed out on you. I just..I thought we trusted each other and I.."

"I understand." he swiftly replied. "I understand completely and I promise to trust you now."

I shook my head, and gave him a weak smile, but he looked away. Just silence. The plane had soared even higher in the sky, and we were in the clouds. I wanted to reach out and touch one, to feel the fluffy texture. I was guilty about lashing out on him, but I was also sad he didn't trust me enough to tell me. His head was low as he refused to look at me. He looked anywhere but my face, and I was worried. I didn't want it to ruin our friendship either.

"So..about your brothers." I say, clearing my throat.

"Yes..Romany manages our kingdom and he is average at it. I do not like Romany at all. He is too annoying." Landon let out an irritated sigh. "Next is Brazil. He is the happy and cheery one. Also very irritating. He is the next heir to the throne before Romany. After Romany retires or dies, Brazil will take his place." he says, quietly. "And then there's me."

My lips crack into a soft smile. "The most quiet out of the bunch, I am guessing." I say, looking at his chiselled face. He shook his head.

"I am the rebellious, and annoying one. I am also more...untalented than my other brothers. I always interrupt when my brothers talk and constantly pick fights with them." I was a little surprised but not completely since Landon didn't seem...overly nice. "All the others like my brothers. Romany is 'hot' and 'handsome'. Brazil is 'cute' and 'adorable'. I, on the other hand, am the unpopular, unwanted one." I was in a state of shock. Here, I expected Landon to be the most popular and shining out of the bunch. But he was the most..unpopular.

"How is that possible?" I counter, a hint of sudden anger in my voice. He looked at me, his eyes like two glittering marbles.

"You are extremely handsome and nice. What's there not to like?" I ask, looking at him expectantly. He was speechless. He didn't say anything for a few minutes. When I gave up, he whispered, so faintly and softly,

"No one ever said that to me..except you"

We were silent then, almost the entire way. He needed time to refocus. He needed time to adjust. I understood. We only talked when required. Otherwise, it was quiet. Maswas began appearing in the horizon. Greuth was the last one to leave, before Maswas appeared. A perfect crescent. I stared for a long time, just enjoying the simple and amazing view of the outside world. I heard Landon talking quietly, so I turned, just to see him talking to a lady. She smiled and nodded, as Landon looked at me, no emotion in his face.