If I were a...

Chapter 3

  What is she doing here?! I thought loudly while trying to tame myself from jumping and screaming.

I just sighed heavily then looked up on the ceiling and rested my back.

"Oh, my lord. In all places why does it have to be ours?"

While shifting my position, I thought of a better idea other than sleeping beside this 'girl'.

I felt the blankets beside me move so I froze.

"What're 'ya doin'?"

"Erm, "think! "I'm taking the opportunity of a great sleep. Or in other words, I'm taking the bed you've wasted."

"I wasn't talking to you, dumbass! I was talking to myself. Why am I her—"

"Don't care."

Then I rested my whole lazy body on our bed, ignoring and leaving Maya thinking why is she there.

Finally, you stopped nagging!

"I can hear you!" She whispered.

I was left in shock while my jaw is literally on the floor.

You sneaky rat!

Good luck later, when your mom sees us in this state? You lying peacefully on the bed while I'm here, lying on blankets? Ha! Fool, you're so dum—

STOP! Was my only response to her 'did you know' thing she's letting me hear.

I tried to scream loudly in my mind to piss her off.

Then I slowly closed my eyes, and tried to slee-

What do you want to do later?

Kill you? I said.

A few seconds past, she didn't answer back.

What's your full name?

T-that's your question- then I grinned silently.

Wait, you're serious?

Duh?!

Oh, okay. My full name's Ragus Ageeh Baiaque.

What a weird name for a gran!

Our motherland is Molta, so that's why.

Then I remembered what had happened in Molta.

My family was killed there, also in Doutikyetre, and my mom and I are the only left descendants of the Baiaque.

I didn't felt sadness, I felt like I answered a question.

Oh! So that's why mom cried when I said 'let's migrate back to Molta.'!

You okay? She said.

I nodded in response even if she can't see me.

Wait.

What? I answered.

Y-you're a Baiaque?!

Uh, yes?

Oh my god.

Then she knelt in front of me.

"Pish posh! Don't do that! I'm not a prince anymore."

"You are not just a prince! You're a throne heir!"

"Pfft—It's not like you're not one of those."

"Oh, my God. Punish me however you'd like! I'm deeply sorry for barging in to a queen's house. I-I am so, so sorry!"