Birthday Wish//discountinued

Chapter 14: I don't want to talk.

A/N: Have you gotten over last chapter? Because I definitely haven't. To even say that it was horrible is too kind. Hopefully, this chapter will be much more better in different ways.

Chapter 14: I don't want to talk.

"So, Annabeth, Alexander. How is your welcoming party and festivities for the French. Is it well? Are you prepared?" His Majesty, The King, my father, inquired just as I was about to swallow a slice of pancake.

"I'm quite confident to say that it's going quite well, especially from the advise and help of Miss Catherine." I answered and went to eating my slice again. I hope my dad got the hint that I wanted to eat my breakfast without any further interruptions.

I dozed off while eating my pancakes. I thought of how pathetic I looked in front of Alex yesterday. Sure, it ended well but I still couldn't stop myself from remembering it. My face burned, I looked like pathetic not only in confessing my feelings but also in bed. Oh God! Alex must've had many experiences.

I turned bitter at the thought, the reddishness of my face from embarrassment was taken over by rage. I didn't know why but I was jealous of the other girls he had sex with. It's not like he thought we be in love with each other before he had you-know-what with other girls. But what I do know is that he knew that he was engaged to me from birth.

I looked over Alex. He wasn't looking over me, he was talking to my father. I noticed small details like how his dimple only appears on the left side sometimes, how his eyes were cerulean when they were happy, how his nose has a bump in the middle. I looked back at his eyes but I flushed when his eyes met mine.

"You okay?" He mouthed, I nodded, not quite wanting to meet his eyes. Instead of looking at those orbs, I looked at his smile lines and noticed how many they are. He must smile a lot.

I never saw his eyes since breakfast because I made myself busy over the preparations for the French people. I helped Catherine arrange everything, from utensils to tables to flowers to food, you name it. Although, I felt a little stressed out because it was drawing nearer by the second. January first, that had been the designated date. It was already December twenty six and still, I can't help feeling anxious and depressed about it. If I blow this up, the French will go poof, Alex will go boom, and I will be doomed.

A chill went up my spine. Just thinking about it made me want to sulk in the stables and feed the horses with sugar cubes.

"Ehem!" A girl, a beautiful girl, came up behind me. She held flowers in her hand, her soft blond hair was slightly swaying to the wind, and her eyes were a beautiful shade of green. She looked beautiful over all, an epitome of spring, but the smile she had on was definitely not warm.

"Yes?" I asked politely. Although, her smile disturbed me like there was a nagging sensation in my back telling me that I shouldn't be fooled with her warm eyes and sweet scent and bright flowers.

"Stay away from Alex." What?

"What?" Her demand took me back. I mean, who was she to say stuff like this to me. I am the princess of this kingdom. I have more power than she has but she had to be really crazy or stupid to tell me this herself.

"You heard me. Call off the engagement or I'll have to find myself some other way for either of you to break it off. It will work now." She held the flowers like they were for a funeral. That didn't make me fell easy. Then, I realized what she has said. It will work now.