Chapter 689 - Six Hundred And Eighty-nine: Get Burned By Her Fire (1/2)

Music recommendation for this chapter: Lewis Capaldi - hold me while you wait.

The third point of view:

And that was it, Akim was done waiting. However, the instant he turned around, lo and behold, Anika was staring back at him.

He was stunned, had she been there watching him all this while? What kind of person was she? Anytime it seems that he was close to figuring her out, she just keeps puzzling and surprising him the more.

Akim came out of the phone booth to stop right in front of her. The whole time she hadn't said a word, just kept staring at him. He wondered if something was interesting about his face.

”You're late,” Akim was the first to speak up.

”And you couldn't have more patience, oh you of little faith,” she smirked at him.

”I thought you stood me up,” Was his excuse.

”And I told you to trust me,” She countered.

”I'm sorry,” He apologized.

”I'm sorry for being late as well,” She apologized, taking gradual steps towards him with Akim doing the same till they were standing right in front of each other.

”So now that we are done with the soapy apologies, are you ready to explore your kingdom, your highness?” she teased him, stretching out her hand for him to take.

”Of course,” He took her hand in his, ”And you do know the life of the prince of Lincolnshire is in your hands?” he reminded her.

”Don't worry, I'm ready to lay down my life for you,”

Akim laughed at that comment thinking that Anika was pulling his leg, if only he knew that she was dead serious.

”However, before we leave, we have to make sure our camouflage is complete. Imagine your guards catching onto us and cutting our fun short,” Anika said to him.

”Oh,” He understood her point.

”But don't worry,” She patted him on the chest, ”I've got you covered. Now come on!” Anika pulled on his arms and took off while Akim followed her sheepishly.

Anika wasn't kidding when she said she had a photographic memory. They forsake the main roads since it was easier to track them down through the cameras, choosing to go through the streets instead.

”Here,” Anika led him into a wig store and there, proceeded to camouflage their appearances.

”What do you think about this?” Akim asked, putting on a hipster blonde hair, amused. He had never been this happy and he didn't hold back in expressing it. He never knew freedom was this exhilarating until now.

Turning, Anika burst into laughter upon seeing him,” Don't be hilarious,” She shook her head in disagreement albeit still laughing, ”We don't want to draw attention to ourselves. But stay still,” She pulled out her phone and took a snap.

Akim was dazed, he didn't expect that.

”I'll send the picture to you later. That way you can have a memory of this moment and look back to it anytime you feel lonely,” she told him.

Akim stared at Anika dumbfounded, how could she read him perfectly? He smiled appreciatively at her and continued his shopping.

Because Akim got his wig first, he spent the rest of his time helping Anika choose a suitable choice. Women are unbelievable, he thought as Anika went over one wig and the other. On the bright side, it gave him more opportunities to take pictures of her. It was fun.