The Crown Prince's Love

"Sir," Ariel stood up and raised her hand. "I don't have a group yet," she announced.

"Join them," the teacher said, pointing to Randy, and then walked out of the class. He had no idea what he had done. Not only had he caused another problem, but he also added more to it.

How was I supposed to face Randy in front of everyone without revealing my plans?

~Randy~

I shouldn't have come here because he was here, and it was suffocating to be around him. I wouldn't say I liked how he smiled at everyone else while ignoring me, pretending I wasn't there. I heaved a deep sigh and then looked around me, trying so hard to stop thinking about him, and it worked when Ariel started talking about us.

"We are going to get married soon," she shouted excitedly, clapping her hands together. She then placed a hand on my shoulder. "I am happy that I am going to be with the prince because I have always admired him, and when I found out that we are going to be together, I was happy about the news, and now, I have to say that I am excited about it."

John and Ana exchanged looks, but none said anything as they turned to look at Desmond, giving him a pitiful look as if he was the only one affected by what was happening. They had all forgotten that I was also affected by everything happening. None of them cared because they believed that since I was the crown prince, I should be able to do something about it, but I couldn't believe it when there was nothing I could do about it.

"I think we should just focus on the assignment regarding the dark hole,"

Desmond finally spoke up. "According to where we left off, the crown prince and I already found something regarding the dark hole, and we found out that a goddess ruled it," he said, raising his head to look at me.

Still, it was only briefly as he quickly glanced away from me and then looked at John. "what did you find out regarding the dark hole?" he asked.

John heaved a deep sigh as he looked from me to Desmond. He then started to tell us about his findings. "I think the dark hole is a home to the great Hecate who ruled the dark hole, but there has not been a lot of recent information regarding her."

"There is a writing that I found in the library in one of the history books about how she lost her family to a fire, and then it made her vengeful, and she became a goddess who grants people their wishes, but that is not the case. She uses the wishes as an avenue to get what she truly wants while imprisoning her victims," Ana added to what John had said, and I noticed how Desmond had shifted in his seat. He rubbed his hands together, heaved a deep sigh, and lowered his head. "I believe that Hecate is a compelling person. That should do it for the presentation, right?" she asked.

They all nodded, but I didn't respond to anything because my eyes were on him as he was seated across from me. He was doing all he could to avoid my gazes, and I, on the other hand, was making sure that my eyes were not leaving him and making sure that he at least raised his head to look at me and noticed that I was staring at him and maybe, he would be able to see the emotions in my eyes.

"who is going to present?" I finally spoke up by asking, "Since it is a presentation, there should be a conversation among us, right?"

Ana was the first to reply. "yes, Your Highness. You are right about that. I believe it is a great idea, and if you would do us the honor please pick the spokesperson."

I grinned wickedly as my plans were starting to work. I was going to pick him, I thought as I pointed my fingers towards Desmond. "I believed that he would be the perfect match for the spokesperson. He is the only one who can help us, and doing so will benefit us."

Desmond shifted uncomfortably on his seat and then looked towards me. "why do you pick me crown prince?" he asked. "I can't be the spokesperson because I can't walk. Are you forgetting that?"

Nice counter, I thought as I looked at him.

He knew what he was doing, reminding me that I was why his legs had become like that. "Why can't you be the spokesperson?" I retorted. "Does not being able to walk stop you from talking?"

Desmond chuckled, and even though it was not genuine but one out of spite, I was glad I could hear him laugh. "why do you care what I used my legs for, Your Highness? Stop acting as if you care if I can walk, your highness."

I frowned at him. Does he think that I didn't care about him? Was that the reason why he was acting like that towards me?noveldrama

Because he believed that I didn't care about him. I heaved a deep sigh and looked into his eyes, which were staring back at me with anger in his eyes. "why are you trying to go against me? After all, I am the crown prince, and you can't go against my orders!" I pushed on, trying to see if he would reach his limits and wouldn't say anything against

me.

Desmond shifted again and placed his hands on the table. "so, I am supposed to act like a slave to you because you are the crown prince!" he shouted at me, and my eyes widened in shock. He didn't look like he was joking and instead looked severe. His frowning face made me question whether I was doing the right thing or making a mistake trying to change his mind.

"Desmond, I need you to please calm down," John told him, but instead, he continued.

"stop acting like the world revolves around you, crown prince, just because you are born into royalty. You have no idea how others are feeling due to your actions!"

"Desmond, please," Ana begged him. "we don't have to continue this. I am going to be the spokesperson," she offered to try to stop Desmond from continuing talking, but it didn't; instead, he continued saying more hurtful words that broke my soul.

"I know you are the crown prince, but all I see is a selfish brat who only thinks about himself! Stop trying to act as if everyone here is not helping out."

"Enough!" Ariel shouted and slammed her hands on the table. "you don't get to talk to the crown prince like that. I don't care about your past relationship with him, but don't forget that he is the prince of this kingdom."

Desmond smirked wickedly. "Really?" he asked and then chuckled. "forgive me, as I keep forgetting my place as I am no one but the son of a poor bodyguard, and the funny thing is I don't remember having any relationship with him because I don't think someone like him who thinks about himself would want to be friends with me!"

That was the last straw. I couldn't sit and listen to him talk about me like that. I had to reply, too.