I glance at Princess Paislee, hoping she will take action, but she remains expressionless, as if she doesn't care what happens between the two Princes.
So, I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands. If she won't do sothing, then I will. I can't let them argue and risk ruining the storyline.
Prince Fraser raises his fist to strike Rufus, but before he can land the punch, I quickly block it with my hands. The force behind his punch leaves my hand numb, and I wince in pain.
"Purplany!"
"Csille!"
Rufus imdiately holds my hand gently, as if he's afraid he'll hurt . "Why did you do that? Let see your hand." He then checks it to see if there is any wound.
I try to take my hand back, but Rufus won't let . "I am okay, Prince Rufus. Please let my hand go."
But he continues holding my hand, glaring at Prince Fraser, who is currently staring at us.
I can still see the anger in Prince Fraser's eyes, but it has subsided. It is now replaced by fear and guilt.
Rufus scoffs. "Are you happy now, Prince Fraser? You've hurt Csille again, just like you always do." He shakes his head in disappointnt. "If you want respect, then act in a way that deserves the respect you seek."
Rufus then drags out of the cafeteria. I hear Prince Fraser call out my na and Rufus's, but Rufus doesn't stop, pulling away from the scene.
We only stop once we reach my office, which is opposite Prince Fraser's office.
He looks at with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I should have restrained my anger. Look at what happened to you," he says, shaking his head. "Let check your hand. Is it hurting now?"
I shake my head. As much as I want to reassure him that everything is okay, they both need to take responsibility for their actions.
They are not children anymore, yet they still behave as if they are. I know Prince Rufus is only trying to protect , and it is Prince Fraser who should be more responsible, but Rufus could have handled it more calmly.
"I'm okay, Your Highness. You don't have to worry about my hand. You should focus on having a proper conversation with His Highness, Prince Fraser. Arguing won't help our current situation."
I was startled when Rufus cursed Prince Fraser out. "To hell with that Crown Prince. He is being too much. How can he say such words to you?" He slumps onto a sofa and shakes his head in disappointnt. "And here you are, defending him again, Purplany."
I sigh and sit in my chair. "I'm not defending him, Your Highness. I'm just worried it will affect everyone working here. Instead of running away from the problem, why don't you two talk about it? You're both the future leaders of the Vrawyth Kingdom. Do you think it's good to argue like this?"
Rufus scoffs. "And what? Let him do whatever he wants without taking responsibility? Csille, if he wants to be a rightful ruler of this kingdom, he needs to be responsible for his actions. No Vrawyth King would let his judgnt be clouded by his temper. That's sothing he needs to work on. So, no. If you want to talk to him and smooth things out, I won't do that."
I just stare at Rufus and sigh. I knew he wouldn't agree, but I had to try. Argunts like this aren't part of the storyline.
Yes, they will have differences, but not to the point of physically harming each other.
And I know I can't force my opinion on him because Prince Fraser crossed a line too. How can he slap to Rufus' face what is his current standing in the monarchy?
"Apologies, I shouldn't have said that. I understand what you're trying to say, Your Highness, and I do agree with you. His Highness, Prince Fraser, needs to work on his temper." Rufus stares at intently. I can't read his thoughts, but I see a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes. He then shakes his head. "If only I... you. Things would be better. At least, I wouldn't have... and he'd be happy with her."
I frown, unable to catch everything he said because he spoke so softly, as if he intentionally kept those words from .
"Apologies, but were you saying sothing, Your Highness?"
Rufus shakes his head and stands up from his seat. "Forget it. I was mumbling nonsense." He then looks at his watch. "I'll be taking my leave now, Csille. If you feel any discomfort, just ask soone to find , okay? I'll check on you once I'm done with my work."
I was about to tell him not to bother, but he had already left the office before I could say anything.
I slump in my chair and sigh. "Everything is getting ssier, and we're not even at the climax yet," I mumble to myself.
A knock on my door interrupts my reverie. I was so engrossed in thinking about what would happen after that argunt in the cafeteria that I didn't notice Sela standing in the doorway. She's holding the docunts for the workshop and storage room request.
"Why do you still have those? Didn't I ask you to take them to His Highness's office?"
Sela bows her head guiltily. "I'm sorry, Da Csille. I did as you asked, but His Highness Prince Fraser asked to return the docunts. He said he would only read the request if you were the one to speak with him."
I nearly curse Prince Fraser when I hear Sela's words. What does he want from ? Isn't it enough that he hurt earlier?
If I didn't need the workshop and storage room, I wouldn't bother seeing him. But I know I have no choice but to follow his orders.
Curse that Prince. I hope it'll took him a long ti to make Princess Paislee fall for him.
If it were possible, I wouldn't even want Princess Paislee to be with him. With his temper? She deserves better.
But I don't have a say in my own future, so how can I worry about their love life?
"Da Csille?"
I look at Sela and extend my hand to her. "Give the docunts. I'll be the one to
personally talk to him."
I leave a few reminders with Sela before heading to Prince Fraser's office.
"All I do is for the sake of everyone's lives," I mumble to myself.
However, I was startled when soone speaks behind .
"Da Csille?"
I look back and find Princess Paislee staring at strangely, as if I've said sothing I
shouldn't have.
There's no way she could have heard , right? I was mumbling to myself, and the words were barely audible. Even if she did hear, I didn't say anything out of the ordinary.
But why is she looking at like that?
"Are you planning to see Prince Fraser?" Princess Paislee asks.
I nod and show her the papers in my hand. "Yes, Sela told that Prince Fraser will only read
my request if I talk to him."
Princess Paislee shakes her head. "I don't think it's the right ti for you to talk to him. He's
in a bad mood right now, and you know how he gets. It's better if you let his emotions subside
before talking to him."
She pauses and stares at again, as if she's trying to discern sothing.
"If you want, you can hand the docunts first, and I'll give them to His Highness once he's in a better mood. I'll just call you once he's read them. What do you think?"
I glance at the papers in my hand and then to Princess Paislee. Good for . I didn't want to talk to Prince Fraser in the first place.
I imdiately hand her the docunts. "Thank you, Sir Farren. I really appreciate you doing
this."
Princess Paislee simply smiles at . "If it's sothing that will help the departnts, then
I wouldn't mind. I should be the one apologizing for what happened."
I frown. Why would she be the one apologizing? Those two Princes should be the ones
apologizing here.
"May I know why you're apologizing, Sir Farren?"
Princess Paislee shakes her head. "I am the personal knight of His Highness, yet I let things escalate that way. I should have intervened before it got worse. Also, if not for , you wouldn't have been forced to stay with us earlier, which also ans Prince Fraser wouldn't have gotten mad at Prince Rufus. So, I apologize for my lack of consideration."
She really deserves to be the female lead. How can the female lead take responsibility for the male lead's actions? They're really disappointing .
"Sir Farren, I know it wasn't your intention for things to escalate that way. So, you don't have to apologize. If anyone else, their Highnesses are the ones who should be taking accountability for their actions."
I give her a reassuring smile. "But it made wonder, why did you stand there and watch? Don't get wrong, I'm not criticizing you for what happened. I just thought it's out of
character for you to let that slip."
Princess Paislee stares at for a couple of seconds before sighing heavily. "Just as you said, those two Princes should be taking accountability for their actions. So, I was hoping they'll rember what they should and shouldn't be doing. However, I had a lapse in judgnt. I forgot that it's also my responsibility to ensure that their Highnesses have an amicable relationship with each other."
I nod my head. She's right, but I do think she's putting too much responsibility on herself. With the personalities of those two Princes and their current situation? I doubt she can do anything to fix their relationship.
"It's not your fault that those two aren't getting along. Ever since we were young, they've always argued about every little thing. So, don't stress yourself too much. Let them deal with their problems, as long as you're still keeping them from harming each other." I smile reassuringly at her.
"Thank you for your kind words, Da Csille. I know you're only saying that to make feel
better."
"You're putting too much responsibility on yourself, Sir Farren. Those two might act like reckless kids, but they also know boundaries. So, don't fret. You're doing a good job. Ha-"
I was about to say sothing more when I heard a familiar voice nearby.
It's Prince Fraser!
And that's my cue to leave. I don't want to et a Prince Fraser in a bad mood right now.
"Apologies, Sir Farren, but as much as I want to talk to you, I rember I still have other things to do today. I'll be taking my leave first."
I didn't wait for her response and was set to run away from that place. However, Princess
Paislee's words left frozen on my feet.
"Don't do it, Da Csille. It'll only make things difficult."
I turn to her and frown. Don't do what? Leave? "Pardon? I don't think I'm following what you're saying. Don't do what? Leave?"
Princess Paislee stares intently at , her eyes full of emotions I couldn't na. "Don't
make that big decision."
My heart races as I wait for her to continue her words. There's no way Princess Paislee knows
what's happening.
She can't know. She shouldn't know, no matter what!
"Don't betray..."
I couldn't hear what she said because she whispered the words to . I was about to ask her
more, but Prince Fraser's irritated voice was getting nearer. So, I had no choice but to leave without being able to ask all the questions I wanted to ask Princess Paislee.
What does she an by saying don't betray? Don't betray who? What does Princess Paislee
know?
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