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Brice's Pov
Azaila looked at me in shocked and look down. Nicholas quickly went outside, limping a bit in pain and went to his room.
I quickly sat beside her and lift her chin. She looked away, embarrassed. "Hey, look at me." I quickly made her look to me and she quickly hugged me.
"You're quite a hugger," I chuckled as she stayed silent. I knew there was something bothering her so I asked her, "What's wrong? Was it something I said?" She quickly nodded and sobbed. I hugged her back, not asking about her past. I'm not that nosy about someone's past.
Though, she was the one who opened up to me.
"The way you told me that I was a hugger, it reminded me of my sister. I also told her that. Everytime I heard that word, I would still remember the time that she would always hug me," she said as I wipe her tears off.
"I'm trying to be happy for her though. She's already in a better place. I never once thought that it would happen sooner than I think it would. She left earlier than me. I'm doing my job properly just for her. I even thought I was the one who would die first because of exhaustion,"
"One day, I just came home from work and her body was the one to surprise me on that special day. My birthday. She was there, hanging on a noose. That was why I left my country. I cannot bear think of the pain she went through when the rope tightly ended her life with just a split minute," she continued as I hugged her tightly. I can't even imagine a girl experiencing all of that.
"S-She wasn't murdered. S-She killed herself. She d-didn't even think what I would f-feel if I lost her. S-She didn't care. She just left me! I-I..." she continued to sob as I rub her back soothingly.
We stayed for a moment like that and silence helped for once. She was still hugging me and I was staring at the air. Why would her sister leave her? What did she even do? Nothing. She was just doing what's best for her.
"What about your parents?"
"They're to blame," she said as I looked at her confusingly. She looks up at me and glared back at the wall. "They left us to fend for ourselves. They didn't care. They said we were just an accident," she glared daggers at the wall like she was going to lit it on fire.
"Azi, that wall didn't do anything to you," I said as she grabs my hand. "So, my name's Azi now?" I quickly chuckled and nodded.
"Azaila, Azi, the same," I said and kissed her forehead. She stopped crying as she cuddles next to me. "We should really get you to bed," I said as I carried her bridal style. She didn't protest and quickly yawned.
I then went outside, looking around and walked towards my room. "I can't let you sleep with Navii. No one knows what she'll do to you in the morning. You'd probably get a bunch of make ups and dresses while you're eating." she quickly laughed at my remark and nodded in approval.
I lay her down to the bed and cuddled with her. She hugs me back as I played with her hair. "Why are you so nice to me? I almost killed you," shd asked me as I looked at her dumbfounded.
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"Do you think I care? I don't kill people who didn't do anything wrong. In fact, I didn't die, right?" I asked her as she laughed at my remark. "You are a really weird prince," she said as I shrugged.
"Atleast I'm your weirdo,"
"What was that?" she asked as I coughed. "Nothing," I answered as she furrows her eyebrows. "No, I swear you said something," she said as I looked away, pulling her closer to me.
"Let's just sleep, alright?"
"Can I tell you something Brice?" she asked me as I quickly nodded. She quickly leans her head on my chest and I was still hugging her.
"What is Love?" I quickly looked down to her as she was still enjoying the warmth. I cleared my throat and asked her, "Why do you want to know Azi?"
She sighed. I already knew where this was going. I didn't really had a problem to it. Though, I do not know what the others would think.
"Love is a complicated thing," I said as she asked me, "Oh? Why is that?" I sighed and continued. "It would show you the compassion, the warmth, the kindness you deserve yet...you do not know what kind of feelings they are showing. As a friend, as a family, as a lover or as an enemy," I continued as she lays back and listened.
"You do not know what they're trying to show you. It makes you think if you actually deserve that love and compassion. You do not know if it's just a fake feeling to lie to you or a real one which would help you to create your future," I answered as she interrupts me.
"So, Prince Cheesy who knows about love so much, what do you choose?"
"Pardon?" I asked her as she looks away. "F-Forget it," she said as she turns her back to me, pulling away.
I quickly hugged her from behind, making her gasp. "You know, you don't need to hide anything from me. I heard what you said. I'm not deaf," I said as she quickly looks back at me.
"So, what do you choose?"
I quickly breathe deeply and kissed her forehead. "I choose Love. Your Love," she quickly smiled at me as I cuddled with her.
"I-I'm not going to ruin your reputation, right?"
"If a king decides to marry a woman, they should atleast have a rank. Since you're the princess of Denmark, I don't see why not," she quickly laughed and shook her head.
"You're getting too ahead Brice. We're still teenagers,"
"You pointed it out on the first place and also, I'm 15 years of age."
"I'm 14. I'm still young," she said as I nodded. "Then, I have six years to prepare," I said as I gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Just sleep Brice. You're getting too excited about marriage," she said as she closes her eyes. "I love you," I said as I closed my eyes as well.
