a bottle of ale for hope

truth of all truth

Sandara can't believe her ears. Prince? King? Do they still exist?

"Dara, Breathe," Kris tried to advance but Dara shook a finger.

"Excuse me Your Highness," Dara stormed out of the bridge.

"Shit! Ya! the four of you!" Kris shouted as the guards huffed infront of him.
"Man the bridge," he ordered and he went to search for Sandara.
"I can't believe this!!!" Dara shouted when she reached her cabin. In this modern world their is still Royalties aside from Japan and United Kingdom? Seriously?!

Someone knocked. "Dara, please let me explain," Kris begs from the other side of the door.

"Go away," she shouted back.

The boat moved and circled back.

"Ya! Who told you to stir the boat!" Kris shouted moving up to the bridge.

"We need to start our journey back to the castle Sire," one of the guards said.

"Castle, that is just a house, and besides we are 5 in line for crying out loud! Can just Chanyeol Or Xiu Min take the position?" he blathered out.

The guards just continue to look at his shoes. Great! He went down again and banged Dara's door!

"I need a normal person to talk to! please!! open up!" He continues to bang the door.

"No, you know I hate people lying to me!! how could you!!!" Dara shouted.

"I'm not exactly a Prince like you know from fairytales and all. Please open the door so I can explain," Kris continues to bang the door.

"Sire, Prince Chanyeol is on the phone," one of the guards said.

"We will talk later," Kris left Dara's door.

"Who sent the guards/men or what ever you call them?" Kris hissed to the phone.

"Xiu Min Hyung sent them because he knows he will ditch the party again," Chanyeol snickered.

"Ya! Take the reponsibility, and ish why are we called Prince if what we have is a corporation, seriously it confuses," Kris bangs Dara's door again.

"It's cute right? hey, whose door are you destroying?" Chanyeol asked.

"The door to my Queen's room stupid!!! Hung up! I need to talk to her!!!" Kris snapped the phone shut.

Dara finally opened the door. About time because Kris fist is going to burst.

"15 Minutes to explain," Sandara said as she let Kris in.

"I'm not a royalty, we own a business empire, by we I mean my 4 cousin's and I. The picture you saw me wearing royal suits or something is for a promotion for the Royal Hotels that we own," Kris delivered in own breath.

"Why lie to me?" Dara asked.

"I don't want you to look at me like a billionaire roaming around the world having fun," I want to meet normal people and have normal things be done."

"Why are you familiar in almost all of the islands we stopped to?" Dara asked again.

"Those islands are under our rehabilitation and livelihood programs, they know me well because its me who always faces them," he explained.

"Now out of my room," Dara ordered Kris.

"No, I-, I'm hungry," Kris pouted.

"Tell your bodyguards to cook for you, I'm off duty," she said as she pushed Kris out of the room.

When he heard Kris walking up she smiled.

"I love you."