My resolve

I say my goodbyes to the sweet young man and begin to leave to the palace at around midnight. The cat even begs me to stay with her, but I need to go back and not trouble my family anymore.

As I walk up the citadel, ruining the back my dress with splutter of the mud as I walked, I see the guards running inside seeing me. They must have gone to inform the royals of my arrival.

As I walled further up the little hill, the lights were turned on as I stare at the gate which was opening ever so slowly.

I walk further and further, meeting Aaron.

He seemed the mist stressed out of all.

He couldn't wait for me to climb up the stairs, he runs to embrace me, crush me within his huge arms.

"Ah~ I'm so glad you're alright! Where have you been!?" He screams at me. His tone of voice makes my eyes sting as he apologizes almost immediately, pushing my head to his chest again. He holds my hand and walks me further upstairs.

I am in front of my father who stares at me with anger in his eyes.

Why was he angry on me?

Wasn't he the one responsible for this mishap?

On the whole, I was fine and I talked with a commoner too. He would always want me to mingle with the commoners, right? To know their opinions and work on it, as a dutiful queen to the land.

That's what I did.

I stare at him with tears in my eyes. His blood shot ones stare back at mine with emotions slowly stirring inside.

Suddenly, he raises his hand to slap me.

'Hup!' I prepare for impact, but it never lands on my cheek. I see up, his rings clad hand stops midair as he clicks his tongue in disappointment.

"I shouldn't waste my energy on a child like you. I was foolish enough to hold worry against you. You were fine, you were absolutely fine..." Saying, he scoffs at me and walks back inside.

My cousins pity me as I beg them to leave me alone.

I even ask Aaron to let me use the room by myself as I cry and thrash the pillow over and over on the bed. I hoped it dissipated my anger, but it barely worked.

Finally, I gave up and cried on the pillow which soon smelled like Aaron.

Was I the one who's constantly setting standards of living and ruining my peace?

I shouldn't be caring, right?

But why am I caring so much now and repenting it? Why am I giving importance to things at this moment?

I was such a fool.

Overnight, I decided to change myself.

Care. Don't care... I'll look into it later.

But I set two goals while I stay here for the next whole week.

I must convince my parents to let me marry Aaron, and I must be given the rulership because clearly, no one else is qualified enough.

I've been trained my whole life to be a princess.

I'm born for this.

The next morning, I wake up with people talking and whispering out of my door.

I walk outside with my puffy face to see what's it all about. I receive a few nasty stares from my family, but I ignore them right away.

I watch over and see the simpers simp over my boyfriend.

Even my jaw drops.

I'm such a selfish, rotting human being!

He slept through the night in the garden without a blanket at least!?

Feeling guilty eat me up inside, I walk towards him while I shoo away everyone back to their rooms.

The sweet sounds of morning birds chirping made me feel light at heart, but the weight of guilt was heavier as my heart sank to my stomach.

"Baby?" I sweetly call him.

"Aaron, sweetie wake up. Come to the room and sleep, please." I beg him.

"I'm sorry... I'm such a bitch..." I say. Guilt and other feelings stir up in me, the tears flowed down automatically as I sniffled and placed my head on his stomach. Slowly, I feel his hand move towards my head to caress me.

"It's okay..." he calls after me.

"It's alright... shit happens." He adds.

"I feel miserable..." I say between my sobs. The male wakes up and hugs me tightly.

Seeing our bond, everyone begins to walk away and give us some privacy.

"Have you thrashed and tore enough things? Your tantrums kept me up all night." He says as I cry harder.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's okay! You know, I was worse than you right? I ignored my beautiful girlfriend and let her starve for me for 2 fucking years. If anything, I'm the worst person alive—" I don't let him complete his sentence shut him up with a kiss.

"I'm sorry..." I say, staring into his shocked eyes.

"You better be....

For stealing my heart all the time."

What a silly boyfriend I have. His words successfully make me chuckle. We go back inside and I let him rest on my chest for as long as he needs.

As we woke up, we find a lot of them commenting on our disturbed sleep pattern. It was 3 in the evening when we woke up. A fucked up time to say good morning to my guards.

Grabbing whatever was edible, we fill our stomachs and go back to our room.

He was undressing himself as I stayed in bed, staring at my lap and thinking about my father.

How do I convince him? How do i earn his trust so he won't give away my heir-ship to my cousins like candies?

How...? How...?

I don't... want to abandon my land at all.

"What's wrong, baby girl?" I see his hand come in my vision as he lifts my head up.

"Nothing." I shake my head.

"Undress then. Hop in with me."

"What!? No!" I say, because I took a shower just a moment ago! He squints his eyes and says,

"I'll scrub your back nice and good. Now come on!" Saying, he grabs me and throws me over his shoulders like I was feather-weighted!

"Come come now, you don't wanna miss out on the free show!"

"What free show?!"