Sorry, Not Sorry

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      Jason's POV

         I stared into his beautiful green eyes. "Oh my god...My soulmate is a prince..." I whispered. The prince's eyes widened a bit and he stared back at me in realization, probably beginning to realize I was his soulmate as well. We stared for a while, before he took my hand randomly and dragged me to a guest bedroom upstairs. He slammed the door shut and turned to look at me.

"For now this 'Soul-ship' will remain a secret," he practically hissed. I opened my mouth to retort, before snapping it shut. This was the prince- I couldn't just talk back to him. I had to have a political stand-view or backup to accusations. Eventually, all I was able to get out were a few words before I turned and left,

"If word gets out that your soulmate is a male, I'm sorry, but not sorry, since you insulted me with your tone of disrespect in that oh so elegant voice of yours. Good day, your highness," I said sweetly with a hint of sass, before leaving. The door slamming shit behind me.

I walked down the stairs, grabbing my friend's hands and leaving the entrance, barely noticing the Prince coming out to try to chase me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 05, 2017 ⏰

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