~Daciana ~ We both dragged our boxes down the street, waiting for a taxi to show up. My parents refused to release any cars to us for our trip, they said walking and taking a bus would help us bond too. I still don’t know where they got all those ideas from. Prince Randall, on the other hand, has been successfully ignored by me after what happened with Carl. All he needed to do was mind his business, even though his actions kept Carl away, the way I wanted, I could have handled him on my own. “Where are the f**king taxis anyway? We have been walking for more than ten minutes.” Prince Randall muttered frustratingly and that was when I checked my wristwatch. He was right. We had been walking for almost fifteen minutes and no single taxi had passed. ‘They must be so busy because of the ball party preparation.’ I thought, adjusting my backpack. My mother and maids packed as many supplies as possible. At some point, I thought we’d never come back again. “Taxi!” I heard

~Daciana~ “Prince Randall, can you hear me?” I fell to my knees next to him, fearfully watching him shiver. He looked so weak and unable to move. “I’ll go and grab a coat for you to wear, okay?” I uttered, standing up and running back to my tent. In haste, I searched for the biggest coat I could find in my luggage and ran back to where he lay. Getting there, I met him in the same position. He didn’t even move a finger and this scared me. He looked unconscious. I put the coat over him and knelt next to him again. “I’m going to try to raise you, okay??” I said, but I got nothing back from him. ‘That shouldn’t be bad, right? I’m just trying to help. I wouldn’t want to touch him when he’s completely naked and vulnerable.’ I reached for his two hands and when I touched them, they felt extremely cold. I grabbed them and tried to pull him up. It was surprising that with how vulnerable he looked, he was still pretty heavy. “You’ve got to help me here, Prince Randall,” I muttered, stru

~Daciana~ Swallowing hard, I headed toward the direction of the voice I heard. I could feel sweat dripping down my back, and I couldn’t fathom where the heat was coming from. Was it from what almost happened with Prince Randall?! ‘What the hell was I thinking?! Daciana, he’s your stepbrother for fu*k’s sake!!’ I shut my eyes tightly and shook my head, trying to erase the stupidity I had just portrayed to him. “Oh! There she is.” Riley’s voice made me raise my head, and when I saw him, I hastily let out a faint smile. “Hey there,” I uttered, as we closed the gap between us. He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss just below my left ear. “You’re still here? I was passing by this road and I decided to check if you’d still be here. Honestly, I’m surprised that you’re still here. I thought you’d have left.” He uttered, and I shook my head. “I’m still here. It’s the last day of the camping anyway. So, I won’t be here tomorrow.” I added, burying my hands in my pocket anxious

~Daciana~ “Strip.” I heard him say to the lady and my jaw dropped. He was really going to sleep with her. I felt pain in my chest as I felt my heart shatter to pieces. I felt tears heat up my eyes rapidly, but I shut them, trying to push them back. I had no reason to cry. He’s not worth my tears. He intentionally did that to me to hurt me, but I wouldn’t let him get to me. He’s Prince Randall, my stepbrother and he can do whatever the hell he wants to do. I walked into my room and slammed the door shut. I slumped down my bed and let out a loud huff. Then, I remembered the book I had gotten and I sprang to my feet to get it. It was the best way to distract myself at the moment. I picked it up and opened it to page 120, where I stopped, and was about to continue reading when I recalled what Riley told me. I turned the book to the last page, and there I found his phone number. “There you are,” I uttered in a whisper as I reached for my phone. I dialed the number on

~Prince Randall~ As soon as we got to the hallway that led to our rooms, I let go of her hand. I could feel her staring at me all the way through our walk from the throne room. “What was that about?” She asked when I let go of her hand. “What was what about?” I looked at her. “Why did you keep following us, and why were you so rude to Jonathan?” She further asked. “My being rude shouldn’t surprise you, should it? It isn’t the first time I’ve acted rude towards anyone.” I answered with a straight face. “Well, I’m glad you did. I don’t know what gave His Majesty the impression that I want to be in another relationship. I mean, I’m yet to get over what Carl did to me.” She muttered. “You’re yet to get over it?? Do you still think about him?” I asked before I could caution myself. ‘Why am I acting so invested?’ I asked myself, waiting for her to answer the questions. “No, I don’t think about him anymore. I just don’t think I want to go into another relationship, with any man wit