The Kingdom Heir

Chapter 21: Le Coeur

Prince Sherlock Holmes

John kissed me! Bloody hell why am I feeling so jumpy and happy, I could feel my face burning up as John kissed me and then he did not look at me which I was grateful for because then he could not see in which state I was, I was speechless, dumbfounded, frozen and my mind was blank. There were millions of thoughts passing through my head but I could not grasp one, and much less to express it. The only thing I was sure of was my increased heart rate, sweaty hands and the blush creeping up my cheekbones.

Then John left and I stood there for what seemed like hours but in reality, just a few minutes have passed. I have never felt like this and I was having a breakdown because I can't feel like this for no one... I have to detach myself from my heart and all those weird things denominated as emotions.

Sentiment is on the losing side Sherlock, look at your current state, there is your proof

No! Mommy loves us and she hasn't lost

Sherlock grow up! She lost long before us when she married father by force! Sentiment is not good!

Redbeard is death Sherlock, you should not have attached yourself to that dog, caring is not an advantage

Redbeard is my friend! Why has he abandoned me! I miss him, I want Redbeard!

He is not coming back Sherlock and look at you. I warned you not to attach yourself to someone and look I was right!

Is Love not good?

Exactly Sherlock, the soon you understand it, the better

Love makes us weak son, marriage is a contract, an alliance, nothing more and nothing less. You will never marry someone you love or someone that loves you because that is impossible

I know father, love is an illusion

I woke up the next day and decided to take a long walk to clear my head, I stepped barefoot on the cold stone floor and looked around my room looking for my incompetent manservant who was missing at the moment it seemed.

I sighed and pinched my nose in desperation and annoyance

Then the door of my chambers revealing a ravished fool who seemed out of breath. I looked over his appearance and noticed his lips were swollen, his hair tousled and his shirt was not presentable... he was with Lady Donovan... again.

I looked at his raising an eyebrow questioningly waiting for his stupid excuse but none came he just entered and not looking me in the eye he took my laundry and bowed. I just watched him and noticed that he was flushing red from the embarrassment of being caught in such a state. I rolled my eyes and decided to change so I could take my walk

I changed into one of my favourite tailored suits and then left my room walking around the castle and thinking about nothing and everything at the same time. I was walking down the east side of the castle corridor when someone shouted my name and that someone ha d a very familiar and irritable voice

"Prince Sherlock wait!" Princess Irene shouted from the other side of the corridor

"What do you need Princess Irene?" I sighed exasperated and turned to look at her

She wore a simple black dress, long sleeved with golden details. Her hair was loose and she had no jewellery on but a golden tiara 

"The Queen is looking for you, she requests your presence in the throne room" Princess Irene informed me and batted her eyelashes seductively but I just rolled my eyes at her futile try