Be My Princess: Keith with a twist

Chapter 11

Minerva POV

I woke up on the next morning 2 hours earlier than I usually wake up. I woke up at 10. Which means I sleep until 12 at noon. I'm such a heavy sleeper. I quickly took a shower and dried my hair. I went to my closet and wondered what I should wear.

"Ummm, what clothes will be suitable to meet the king?........." After creating a storm in my closet, I decided to wear black heels, black sunglasses, my favorite black bag, white pants with a belt, a khaki shirt and my gold watch. I went to my mirror and still saw the bruise but it healed only a little. I applied foundation over it. (Up at the top. The person is not Minerva.)

After looking at myself at the mirror for the billionth time, I smiled. I'm ready!

---25 Minutes Later---

I arrived at Liberty Manse, with 5 minute time to spare. I hurriedly walked towards the Manse. A guard stopped me. "Who are you?" He demanded. I took off my sunglasses, as I looked right into his eyes. "Lawyer Vineyard. I have an appointment with His Highness, the King. I have to hurry." He nodded and let me through. Guards. I groaned. They take up way too much of your time. I went to the throne room. A butler stopped me. "Hello, Miss Vineyard. You may go in, when the King tells you to. He is having a talk with Prince Keith." I nodded. But in the inside I was freaking out.

Prince Keith?!! Oh my gosh what should I do? I should've worn a more formal attire. Wait what am I saying? I cannot believe it. And why is my heart thumping so hard. Oh no. Don't tell me that I lov- I was cut off short when I heard the King call me.

"Here goes nothing." I muttered as I went in. I put a polite smile on my face as I saw the arrogant prince's shocked face. I politely bowed. I started off with my usual greeting that I always say to everyone.

"Your Highnesses. It is a great honor to be here. And for a plain lawyer to be in here too. But I will try my best." The King nodded approvingly and suddenly chuckled. "What do you mean by a plain lawyer? You, Miss Vineyard, is the top lawyer even with all the lawyers of the 6 nations combined!" Of course I am. It would be crazy if nobody knew that.

I peeked at Prince Keith's face and, boy, he was shocked. I smirked inwardly. The King turned  to Prince Keith. "Miss Vineyard here, will work with you until the bankruptcy ends. You two may now leave." I bowed my head and went outside the throne room, following the arrogant prince. As soon as we were in his office, he suddenly turned to me. "You! What are you doing here?!!" He shouted.

I smirked and crossed my arms, as I leaned against his desk. "Now, is that how you greet your guest?" I asked while tilting my head, pretending to be wondering if he did or not. He growled. "Stop playing around. I know the true you, so take off that polite mask." I grinned. "Fine. So then. Since my "mask" is off, let's get to business." I said while making the bunny ears.

I sat down at a chair in front of his desk. I noticed Mr. Arrogant was still standing. I looked up at him and motioned for him to sit. "What are you doing? Sit down, already." He furrowed his eyebrows and sat down.

I took out the papers for the bankruptcy and started to talk. "So for the bankruptcy, I found some people that I think will be the people that would be the most likely to start this bankruptcy. As you see, you are a prince and all, so you have like a million girls wanting you. The daughters of these 3 people: Nicole Keudoraf, Anaisa Mendez, and Breanna Carruth, had all requested to have an audience with you, but you shook them off, and may I say, rudely." I said while glaring at him.

"They were heartbroken and also very mad. As you see Nicole's father, Cole Keudoraf, is the Prime Minister of the neighboring kingdom, Kandfer. Which makes her in a very high and notable position. Anaisa Mendez is the daughter of Eugene Mendez, who is the CEO of the Mendez foundation. And if you don't know what the Mendez foundation is, Mr. Arrogant, it is the company that made your castle's expensive decorations. So the last is, Breanna Carruth. She was actually adopted by the multi-billionare, Alexander Carruth. So this leads to-" I stopped talking. I sighed as I looked at Prince Arrogant. I grew impatient. I gave him about three chances because of yesterday, not the slapping part, but now here he was, ignoring me.

I took my folder and hit him on the head with it. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!!" I glared. "What did I just say? Name the three daughters that I had just said." He turned red.

"Uhhhhhhh........" He trailed off. I sighed while rubbing my temple. "If you don't want to do this, we can do this later. If you aren't going to cooperate with me, we can't get anything done. Pay Attention." I said coldly. He stood up.

"Even if I wasn't paying attention, you have no right to tell me what to do. I am the Crown Prince of Liberty and the next king of Liberty Kingdom. Watch your language." (A/N Burnnnnnnnnnn)

I felt like I was punched in my stomach. The nerve of this guy?!!! I planned my quick revenge. After finishing my revenge plan in about 5 seconds, I sighed. "Do I have to deal with this? You might think you might've said something wise or something like that. But, let me tell you something, Your Highness. You sound like a spoiled brat. You are 25 years old, correct? You are older than me by 3 years old. So start acting like it. Right now you're acting like a three year old. Start acting like the next king of Liberty." I said coldly and glaring at him. But in the inside I was having a party. Yes!!! My revenge plan worked!

I inwardly grinned as I saw Prince Keith's shocked face. Then his face turned into bright red as he went around his desk, and went towards me. "What did you just say?" He asked lowly. "Oh, I just said that you are like a spoiled brat." I said while smiling innocently. He growled.

Then the same thing as yesterday happened. I was slapped. This time I couldn't hide my tears. I felt the tears dropping as I held my stinging cheek. The same cheek that was slapped yesterday. That didn't heal yet. But this time, he didn't say sorry. Instead he said," You deserved it." This time I was slapped mentally. Did I deserve this?!!!!!!

I thought back to the time when the prosecutor of a case lost. His father was very strict and a abusing person. After he lost, deciding not to face his father, he committed suicide. But before he did, he stopped by my office and whispered," This is your fault." I didn't realize what he meant until I was walking out of the building when he fell right in front of me. From the roof. I didn't even screamed and called for the police not the ambulance. He died. If I'd called the ambulance, maybe he could've lived. I was a very cold person at that time, because my grandmother died, the person that cherished me with so much love. I was cold to everyone. Even to my boyfriend. Mark. The prosecutor that commuted suicide. I never thought about it but now thinking about it, is everything my fault? Should I've been that prosecutor?

Thinking about that, I started sobbing. "Mark. Mark! Mark!!! Mark!!!!! MARK!!!!!!!!!! I'M SO SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MARK!!!! COME BACK TO ME!!!!!" He did nothing wrong but me giving him a cold shoulder and his abusing father, made him crack. I kept sobbing and screamed his name. "MARK!!!!!!! I'M SO SORRY!!! FORGIVE ME!!!!!" I screamed for the last time.

"Are you okay?" Prince Keith asked. I didn't even notice that he put me on top of his lap. Seeing Prince Keith, he reminded me of Mark. I then started sobbing and wailing again. "MARK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I kept screaming until I regained my composure. I stood up and wiped my tears. "I'm sorry. I'm not in the right mental state right now, to be your lawyer. I will get a suitable lawyer to replace me. And for the King, I will send a letter, explaining everything. Forgive me, Your Highness." I whispered while bowing. Then I remembered the present in my bag, that I planned to give to Prince Keith. I turned around and face him.

"And also, this is to show my gratitude. Thank you for the ointment, Your Highness. Please excuse me." I whispered while exiting. I walked quickly out of the Manse and towards my car. I was in my car. Then I grabbed the handles and put my head against the steering wheel, as I remembered what I gave Prince Keith.

"An emerald shirt......Prince Keith's eyes........and Mark's favorite color."

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