Chapter eleven.

(Back in full swing I promise.)

Prince Evan's POV.

Someone would label me as brainwashed, obsessed or stupid but I knew I was all of those and simply just too proud to be. Obsession for him I'd call poison which killed me slowly knowing I'd never have him for my own. I couldn't hold him or touch him like all his one night stands did. The deepest his love for me would ever go was only brotherly love.

Sanity I had lost a while back. Things I hoped nobody saw, feelings I hoped no one was able to read into and movements I hoped no one else heard. I'm a creep in the dark looking for the wrongs that hopefully would turn right if I bend them enough to. Deep inside I had a sudden hunger. You ever know you don't like someone just because they went ahead and tainted what was and always will be yours.

Kill me. I'm stupid for ever thinking a little mistake would get him to forget that little pest that keeps bitting more than he can chew. In all of his glory I saw him walking out of that little servant's room, looking like a mess and as my thoughts played games with me making me think of which was nothing but a sin committed without my knowledge,I still didn't want to think they actually did something or in all honesty it actually happened. I'd lose every little sanity keeping me sane.

But there he was with his cheeky grin walking my way. It's either he knew I didn't like him or he chose to be a thorn in my flesh just because he didn't like seeing me as calm as I had been since he actually got here with the princess. Since my father outed it was an alright thing for him to befriend me, this fool had never left me alone or left me to breathe for one mere hour. His been following me around like a lost puppy.

"Prince Evan." He greeted bowing, although I didn't like him, his voice made my body tingle. A weakness he shall never find out.

"Prince Adar." I shot back. I knew my voice didn't sound welcoming and I could tell he knew because he raised his eyebrow as he thought for a second if I was just coming off as rude or just having a bad day. This was their second day here and I already wanted them gone.

"Your brother, Prince Melus, did the honors of showing my sister around yesterday. I was hoping you'd do the same this fine accustomed morning?" He asked questioningly.

"Get a maid." I replied stern. "I'm not interested." Was the last thing I said before walking off the same direction he came. My focus was on my brother who for now was too dirty for me not to question. My questions were yet to be answered. I wasn't so ready to deal with some random prince who was my soon to be brother in law. It disgusted me thinking about it.

With each step wider than the last I finally got to my brother's chambers. The guards let me in without booking no argument closing the doors as soon as I went in. The room seemed empty, but I heard the bathroom door open as my brother came out with a towel tied on his waist as he ran another towel through his hair. My mouth went agape, here he reminded me one of the reasons I found him attractive, one of the reasons I just couldn't let anyone have him, he just had to be mine.

"Evan?" I heard him say, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yes..." I trailed. Why is that everything I wanted to ask him seemed to faze out of my mind. The man left me in a daze. A mind prep with a lot of questions was left blank just because of a view I never expected to see this morning.

"What's your business here?" He asked again as he got dressed right in front of me. I seemed to have lost all of my focus.

"I came to question you but for some reason I forgot what it was, so I'm going to go." I said pointing my thumbs to the door turning on my heels.

"Well, don't forget we have to go to the village as to check on the villagers plus the renovations, I need to know things are going well just as I hoped." he said calmly.

"Right. I'll get ready as soon as I get back to my chambers." I added leaving as quickly as I came. A weakness hidden so deep no one could find out.

Walking down the corridors deep in thought had me zoning out. I mistakenly bumped into someone who caught me firmly gripping my waist,is when my eyes flattered open that I noticed Prince Adar had caught me and stared dazzlingly at me as if I was a sculpture of perfection at a museum. When was Melus' gaze going to shift into such?

"I'm sorry." I said sternly. He just smiled at me walking past me like all of that hadn't happened and yet I couldn't blame him, I was rude to him this morning,but now this just bothered me for some reason.

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"I thought it would just be us?" I questioned my brother in the car.

"The princess wanted to tag along and I couldn't say no." He answered looking at her as she stared outside the window the trees whooshing past us as we drove straight to the village.

When I tell you my jealously was the through the roof trust me I tried to soften it up. I was fuming on the inside. I had to just fake that this didn't affect me at all, one thing I hated about this feelings being a secret was i couldn't show emotion, show emotion they question you and now what would i say the actual reason is? I knew to myself it was absurd and a freaking abomination.

What I hoped would just be a little check up turned into nothing but mere torture. I had to walk through him and the princess being sweet to each other as if they had bloomed a flower yet to be planted. I had to sit and watch them have a conversation I couldn't even include myself in no matter how hard I tried. I was excluded in something I hoped would bring me and Melus together and at the same time looking at her i yearned just to have him give that same set of attention to me, to be someone just as special as she was to him right now.

Prince Melus' POV.

What was it I promised him?right, I won't get married. But here I was making her feel special. In her head this was actually happening and now I was trapped into something I actually put myself into. The funny thing was,I asked and my father the king, delivered ten fold. As she held my hand wanting me to guide her, I didn't feel what I felt with Simon, where was the warmness his hand held so deeply which transferred to mine and why did I suddenly miss that same warmth.

Things didn't feel the same. I knew where my heart lay, yet here I was reaping what I sow. But then again if I had to tell my father, all this would end right then and there. If I chose to set and break a wedding and were to break this one right now would anyone see me as an evil person? And what about her? She had a heart and was human too and even the guilty feeling that came with this was that I was the one that brought her here. What would her father think, a lonesome prince asking for his daughters hand in marriage to break her heart before a week ended. How heartless would such be?

I touched my lips. Closing my eyes and reminiscences of yesterday came huddling into me and crushing me reminding me of how I hadn't felt so alive before with anyone and yet with him and felt so different and restored a certain part of me that had been dead for a long time. I finally felt what intertwining my soul with someone else's felt like. Through a deed hidden in a small room down a few quarters.

The princess tugged my hand. I looked at her smiling.

"Is everything okay?" She asked concerned.

"Yes." I answered.

"Do you want to go back to the palace? I wouldn't want to keep you just because I don't want to leave yet." She said looking at me closing the distance been us. She was oddly too close. I held her hand tighter, took everything in me to not push her back. My space had been invaded and still it sounded so rude for me to actually say it to her face. She was being sweet.

"If you still want to tour the village, I'm okay with that, who's in a hurry to leave anyway?" I said.

"Me!" My brother retorted in the back. The princess laughed at that. I turned to look at him, he looked exhausted as he had been following I and the princess for awhile now with a couple of attempts to separate I and the princess.

"Let the car take you back, hopefully when it gets back from dropping you , princess Camilla would be wanting to leave." I answered sternly. I was exhausted too and wanted to lay in bed but I didn't want to come off as rude.

And honestly I'd rather be with Simon than anyone else at this moment.

(If there's anything you'd want me to fix let me know, I'd gladly do so, don't forget to vote and comment. I promise the chapters will get longer, still a lot to be written.)