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Chapter 23

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"You look different when you're not wearing a robe and that fancy crown." I said as we both roam around my garden. He chuckled lightly and looked at me. "I'm just trying to have a new look" He shruged.

"If that's the case then- you look..good?" I hesitantly said as I shrugged both of my shoulders. He gulped down and turn into red, I quickly look away and pretended that it didn't happend. He cleared his throat to ease the awkward tension between us.

"So um..trees, am I right?" He awkwardly stated as he tried to make another conversation. I arched an eyebrow at his stifness as he raised his left hand to indicate the old tree across the small river- hanging under the branch is the old swing.

"Yeah? I know you're trying to ease the tension between us Daniel," I chuckled lightly and deprive my gaze away from the tree. He scratched his nape and looked at me, "Yeah it's just hard to talk to you." He said and avoided my gaze as I look at him instensely.

So that's why I'm not approachable.

"I'm not even that hard to talk to, you're just bad at socializing because you're in your castle- all gloomy and shit." I denied. I rolled my eyes at him and arched my eyebrow again.

"Wha- No! I focused on my work which is more important than socializing. In fact, I don't need people who would waste my time anyway.." He shook his head in denial as he looked at the ground. I raised my eyebrow aggresively and let out 'hmm' sound- indicating that there's something.

He looked at me confusedly and also arched a brow. "What?"

"So what are you doing here if you don't want people to waste your precious time," I smiled teasingly. He turned bright red again and parted his lips in astonishment. "You think I'm wasting your time?" I teased again. He turned even more red.

"N-no! I'm not saying that! I-I was just giving you the reason as to why I didn't socialize back then, Jeez.." He explained. I laughed hystericaly at his crimson red face. "What?" He asked, his face dying to know.

"I'm just playing with you, don't worry."

He sighef reliefly and rolled his big blue eyes. "Jeez you should laugh more." I suggested. He gave me a warning look and I gave him a shrug of my shoulders.

"You know, smiling suits you." I said and crossed my hands over my chest. He smiled at me and craned his neck to look at me.

"You think so, princess?"

"No. You look like a murderer who eats onions for breakfast." I teased again with a serious face. He was taken aback for a second and soon realized that it was a joke. He faked a gasp and held both of his hands on his chest- his face twisted in surprise.

"oUcH tHat HuRt" He soon said with great grief into his irises. Soon the fake frown turn into a fit of laughter.

I look at him with amazement- wow, I made him laugh. His laugh filled the garden, his laugh is gentle and contagious as well but I tried to held back the laughter inside me so I can listen to his harmonizing laughs...wait what?

"You like what you're seeing?" He cockily said and playfully raised his eyebrows and posed to have a better look.

Yes. But I don't wanna admit that, I'm still studying his actions incase something bad would happen and he wouldn't take advantage of it.

"No." I turn away from him, hiding my smile. I walk ahead so he wouldn't see me smiling even more. He ran to my side.

We both crossed the bridge to get to the other side of the garden. We have a small river in the garden where me and my parents used to take a picnic here, but sadly it all drained up because of what happend to my mom and it seems every thing is different now.

I softly hum on my own beat as the water flow gently towards nowhere.

"This place is great by the way," he complimented behind me. I smiled and look at the place where my mother designed along with my father. "Yeah, it's beautiful." I agreed.

"This is the swing I used to hang out more often when I was a little girl," As I grip the rope of the swing. I gently swing it and remembered my good ol' days of being a child.

"Come on take a sit. I'll push" He suggested. I gave him a look but agreed anyway since there's no point of arguing with him.

"Wee" He said as he pushed me. I was confused. I thought I was the one being pushed? Why's he all the excited one? He kept pushing- the wind blew my hair and the memory became more vivid everytime I'm up in the air. The feeling of freedom and not concerning abiut anything and anyone.

I closed my eyes and begin to feel the moment- I wish everything is like this, To be free and out of your comfort zone. I sigh, suddenly, he stopped pushing the swing. I opened my eyes to see that he's now infront of me- looking straight into my eyes.

Each hand on each side of the rope. I gulped down as I look back at him, he was smiling softly as me but then my cheeks heated up and I couldn't believe that I was blushing. I quickly looked away from him and gaze to the river.

Don't look, don't you dare look. I chanted to myself over and over. He shall not do this now, I have no time for this and emberassing myself for blushing infront of a man- I wouldn't doubt that he would take advantage of this weakness.

He knelt one knee down infront of me- trapping me in the swing. I was still not looking at him because I'm afraid that I would give in of his eyes. He gently touched my hand- which was holding the rope of the swing- making me turned red even more. I gasp lightly and finally looked at him, this time I was comepletely trapped.

I got lost into his eyes that brought warmth inside me, my lips parted a little as he began to look into mine more deeply.

I blinked.

He gently held my jaw- his fingers suddenly went onto my nape, tracing my skin as if it was a map. I let him. I focused on my breathing as it became rapid. I felt so nervous, at the same time why would I think that I want this.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere he was tugging the clothe of my shoulder. I mentally gasp- no words escaped my mouth as he continued to traced my skin. He lowered his hand and begin to sofltly touched my arm down to my hand. He looked at me once more before diverting his eyes to his hand and intertwined his fingers on mine.

His warm hands plastered on my cold ones. What is this? What is he trying to play? I look at our hands tigether skeptically- is this even right? Does he have to do this to see that he'll change? He's forcing himself to nothing which is stupid.

"It fits perfectly," He said and looked at me with an ear to ear smile. I swallowed down, and forcefully remove my hands from his.

This is wrong, I only want him to change from his actions- not the way I feel towards him!

It's not going to work, if he'll continue this shit he's doing- I might fall inlove with him which is this whole this is leading. We are just acquaintances and that's it! Why am I even doubting this? He might be playing with me right now.

He'll laugh at me on how ridicules I am of falling inlove of him.

I just don't want to be left out and get toyed again, I just don't want to.

This is all for today because I'm quite busy hehe I'm so sorry for the grammatical errors and the typos- again thank you for waiting

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