The Crown Prince's Love

My father stared at me, not understanding what I meant by that. He stared at me with confusion written clearly on his face.

"What are you trying to say? Are you....."

I let go of the hold on Desmond's wheelchair and moved closer to him. "you know what I am trying to say, Father, so please don't act as if you don't know that I know what you have done."noveldrama

"Randy, please, try to...." my mother tried to say something, but I cut her off. I didn't want to listen to what she had to say because I had already planned what I wanted to say, and there was nothing that would stop me from speaking my mind to him.

"Mother, please, stay out of this," I muttered, heaving a deep sigh. " Father," I turned back to my father. "how could you do this to me!" I yelled at him. "you knew what Desmond meant to me, and I have been beating myself about being blamed for what had happened to him, not knowing that you had gone behind my back to tell him things that made him act as if he doesn't know me."

My father's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at Desmond, giving him a questioning look. He had not expected that Desmond would reveal the truth to me and thought he would continue lying to me. "you told him everything?"

Desmond nodded in response. "I couldn't keep it from him any longer, and I believed he deserved to find out what had happened."

My father burst into laughter and then turned to face me. "And why did you have to reveal it to the world? What the hell is your issue about revealing the truth to the world!" he yelled at him.

Desmond started shaking on the chair, and I quickly placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it gently. "I have got this," I told him and then took a sharp breath. " I am tired," I blurted out. "I don't think that I can do this any longer. I don't think I can continue lying about what I am. I love Desmond and I....'

A slap from my father landed on my face, and my face turned. I had expected that he would hit me since he had been doing it over and over again recently. I couldn't blame him for his actions since he acted as any father would, but I just wanted him to accept, even if it would be for once. I wanted him to see me for what I was and not for what others see me as.

"Father," I chuckled as I rubbed my hand on my cheek. "you can hit me as much as you want, but my decisions are final, and I will not change them, no matter what you think! I love Desmond, and he loves me too, so don't think about separating us because it will never happen!"

My father groaned and grabbed my shirt collar, pulling me closer to himself.

"why can't you see that I am doing everything for you so you don't end up like your uncle."

I laughed at the mention of my uncle, who had died many years ago. He was the tyrant prince who wanted the throne at all costs. So he did a lot of bad things to make sure that my parents got separated. Eventually, he met his doom. He ended up losing everything, including his life, and as if that was not enough, his son was cast out of the royal mansion. He would have suffered the same fate as his father If he had not been sent to my second uncle's. My father had thought that I would end my life like that, but he had no idea that I was different from my uncle, who wanted the throne. I didn't want to have anything to deal with it.

"I don't care about what you say, Father," I replied to him after a moment of silence. "I know that you don't care about my feelings, and it is the only reason you don't support me, but this is the end because I can't do without Desmond. I can't part with him again because he is my life, and I will always belong with him. You can't change that!"

"Randy!" my father shouted my name and raised his hand to hit me, but my mother stopped him.

"That is enough, Newman!" my mother shouted at him, bringing his hand down. "stop acting this way towards your son. You are supposed to love him and not act this way towards him. He will not be what you want him to be because he is different!"

I never expected my mother to support me, and seeing her acting like that meant she was also tired of what my father was doing. "I don't want you to bother them again. Leave them be!"

My father sighed and rubbed his face.

'Gina, you do not understand my reasons for acting this way, but they can't be together according to the law, and Randy will become the king. Do you think he will be accepted like this if...."

"no," I interrupted him and rubbed my hands together. "I am sorry, Father, but I am not going to become what you expect me to be because we have a different life to live, and I don't think the crown prince status is for me because this is my final stop," I said and pointed to Desmond.

"he is the only one for me no matter what you or anyone says. I will choose him repeatedly because he is my life, and I love him."

"The crown prince position is yours, and your destiny should be with it, so why are you avoiding it!" my father shouted at me.

"have you forgotten what you said to me when you were four? You said you wanted to become a great ruler, so will you ruin your life after making that promise to me?"

I lowered my head and then chuckled as I raised it again. "Father, if you are going to be like this because of what I said when I was four, then I am disappointed. Noah is a perfect choice for the crown prince, and I think he would fit the role perfectly because there is no way that I will ever deny Desmond again."

"But...." my father tried to argue again, and my mother interrupted again.

"leave them be, Newman. I know you want what is best for your son, but he is happy,

or do you want him to continue to be like this, detached from his family? You want him to start acting like that?"

My father said nothing and only looked at Desmond, then turned his back on us. "I am still not accepting this and..."

"enough!" Desmond shouted.