Chapter 253 - Two Hundred And Fifty-three: Desperate For A While (1/2)

The third point of view

In the kingdom of Lincolnshire:

Even after seven years, his senses had not dulled at all. So when he felt a dip in his bed and the heat of a body next to him, he became conscious of a presence. Before the person could touch him, he had sprung up and grabbed her hand.

”Who are you and what do you think you're doing?” He glared at the woman attempting to get into bed with him. His gaze was cold and murderous, the woman shivered.

”I-I sorry,” She choked, ”My prince, it was the queen. She insisted I must sleep with you today else my head would be chopped today,”

Prince Kai whipped away the sweat on his forehead and with a harsh voice, ordered, ” Get out!”

The lady was hesitant, ”B-but my prince, the queen-”

”Do you want me to tie you up and send you out?” He threatened.

”Of course not,” The lady gulped, the prince was so frightening.

”Now, get out!”

”Yes, my prince,” She scurried off as if the devil was on her heels.

With a loud sign, Kai plopped back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Who said being a prince was an easy job?

Every day he had to ward off women from his bed each time he dared to close his eyes - courtesy of his mother who wanted an heir as soon as possible. If only she knew another person was occupying his heart for the past seven years.

Seven years? He wondered if she would still remember him? Plus the fact Adam declared him dead.

Adam? That name made his fist curl and fury appear on his face. He was the reason why they had to separate and her to marry another. Kai trusted him and fulfilled his part of the deal, only to get stabbed in the back.

He had known Adam was never a truthful person, a sly old fox but he just hoped that the man would put his service to his son Niklaus in account while meting out judgment on him. Who knew the man was just a devil in angel's clothing.

He would have his revenge - that was for sure - even if it hurt Emily but her father has committed so much atrocity he doesn't deserve to live. If it wasn't the fact that his mother had been keeping an eye on him, he would have died that night.

Prince Kai got to his feet and took a quick shower. His birthday was around the corner and unlike other years, he was going to celebrate this one in a grand style.

Other times, Kai had not been interested, always slipping out of the palace before D-day - his training as a shadow guard does come in handy in times like that. Royal birthday parties were so boring, observing courtesy and entertaining some socialite brats that threw themselves at him. He'd rather go about, accumulating power and preparing himself to return to Emily.

Donning a crisp white shirt paired with perfectly ironed black pants, Kai was just working on his top last two buttons when the door to his room was opened. Thinking it was his valet that came into protest - he never let them dress him up - Kai let down his guard nor did he glanced over his shoulder to acknowledge his presence. However, he never expected a pair of fair hands to wrap around his waist from behind.

Great, Fiona! He should have known. Here was another aristocrat who made it her life goal to claim him as her husband.

Fiona's father was part of the royal inner cabinet, possessed lots of land and property, hence had quite an authority here and abroad - still below the royal family. Hence, a union between both families would be a fruitful and blessed one.

”You can let go of my waist now, I hate clinging women,” Yes, all, except one.

”Nope, just let me be for a minute. It's not every day I get to have this rare chance of touching you, ice prince,” She mumbled, nestling further into his back.

With a sigh, Kai began to pry her hands off him one after the other till he was free from her clutches.

”Seriously, you're no fun,” She pouted her lips like an aggrieved child.

”Thank you,” He said without much emotion, ”Look for someone to bother,”

”I live to bother you,” Fiona smiled, exposing her white peerless teeth, trying to hug him once more but he turned her away.

”Seriously,” Fiona stomped her foot, exasperated, ”Why don't you like me?” she began to list ”I'm beautiful..”

Indeed, Fiona was beautiful. She looked like a fairy with her strawberry blonde hair, hourglass shape, sensual lips, and green eyes that could hold anyone spellbound. But he was just not into her, he had another preference.

”I'm rich -”

”You mean your father's riches? ” Kai interrupted.