The Crown Prince's Love

I gave no response to any of the questions because deep down, I was fuming with anger, about to explode. I was angry at everyone, including my parents, who were the sole problem for everything that had happened to us. It was all because of them.

"Please answer, Crown Prince," Desmond said and pointed to me. "Tell the world that we meant nothing."

Has it meant nothing? I wanted to scream that at him. Even though he had lost his memory, I hoped he would at least hold on to my words. It was hard to watch him act like nothing had happened between us.

"Prince Randy, please..."

"Desmond? You want the whole world to know what we are?" I asked him, and he nodded his head in response.

I clenched my fists tightly, took a deep breath, and spoke up. "Right," I turned to face the reporters. "Desmond and I..." I paused momentarily, looking at Desmond, hoping that he would change his mind and tell me not to say anything. Still, I didn't get anything from him, and he just remained silent, not saying anything. I heaved a deep sigh, rubbed my face, and then muttered the words I never expected I would speak.

"Desmond and I were never a couple, and I am not..." I stuttered again. "I am not gay!" I declared and stood up, pointing at the reporters.

"I hope that you all are happy about the news!" My voice was so loud that it resounded in the room. "I hope you would stay out of my business!" I kicked the chair behind me away and then walked out of the hall, not bothering to turn around even when the reporters tried to question me.

Once I got to the hallways, I leaned against the wall and buried my face in my hands as I cried. It hurts. It hurt severely that I couldn't do anything to save our relationship. I am a coward. A fucking coward who doesn't deserve to be called the crown prince. "I have lost everything," I muttered as I walked down the hallways.

There was no one to talk to any longer.

Desmond had announced to everyone that we didn't mean anything. The world was against me, and I was all alone again.

"Prince Randy!" Desmond's voice sounded as I reached the hallways' end, about to turn to the right. I stopped to hear him out, shocked that he had called me. At first, I thought that it was a dream, but I knew that the Desmond, whom I had fallen in love with, would never call me prince.

"What do you have to say?" My voice was a bit harsh, but I didn't regret it because I gave him what he had given me. "What do you want from me?" I asked him, not turning back.

"I hope we have resolved the issue, and you will be fine."

I scoffed. "Why do you care?" I asked him, placing my hand on the necklace around my neck. "I don't need you to care for me because we both meant nothing to each other, and I hope you don't show up in front of me!" I muttered and yanked the necklace from my neck, dropping it to the ground, still not bothering to look back, and then I walked away, not looking back.

But deep down, a voice yelled out to me to stop, but I couldn't because he didn't remember or want me.

It's over now.

Anger.

If there was another word for it was how I felt as I walked in between the elders who thought they could tell me what to do about my life.

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I wanted to wipe the smile from the elder's faces. They all act as if they don't have a secret and judge me for being different.

They knew that I would do everything I could to become the crown prince and my father, who wanted to hold the title of the perfect royal family.

I hated that I was born into royalty, and if I had the chance, I would change my fate and become someone different. Perhaps someone born into a different family. "Your Highness," I said through gritted teeth as I bowed my head to my father. "Welcome, crown prince; please stand by me," he said.

I dragged my legs towards his throne and stood beside him. If I had a choice, I wouldn't be there. My uncle Harold, on his right side, smiled at me, but I didn't respond to his smile and instead maintained my stoic look. I stared into the eyes of all the elders who had made me unhappy and had different thoughts on how I should deal with them.

"Now that it has been clarified that the crown prince is not gay, then does it mean that we can move on with the preparation for choosing the crown princess?" one of the elders said. "He is supposed to have a partner by now since he will be the king in years to come."

"Are you trying to say that my father would die soon?" I retorted. "you don't want him to continue ruling? Are you that tired of him?"

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"Crown Prince, that is not what I am trying to......" he tried to defend himself, but I cut him off.

"You speak as if you want my father to die as soon as possible," I replied with a grin on my face. "if you are tired of my father, then you should have said it to his face instead of using me as your means to achieving your goals."

My father cleared his throat, and I knew he was trying to gain my attention, so I didn't say anything else, but another elder spoke up, tackling what I had said. "I believe the crown prince had forgotten that the king doesn't necessarily have to die for you to become king. It can be done even when he is alive. You speaking like this only means that you don't know how a king should rule."

I clenched my fists tightly, frowning at the man. "are you trying to say that I lack the criteria to become king?" I retorted.

"crown prince, you are the one...."

"Enough!" my father shouted before he could finish. "now is not the time for any more argument. We are trying to discuss the crown prince's marriage, so we should focus on that," he announced.

The elders all nodded in response, murmuring amongst themselves. "Your Highness," the one who had argued with me walked forward with his head bowed.

"we already have the perfect candidate who is worthy to become the crown princess and later become the Queen."

My father nodded in response, and the elder continued his stupid and boring talk.

"We have decided that the perfect candidate would be Elder Han's daughter, who had been practicing all her life about royalty. She will be the crown prince's perfect bride and make a good future Queen."