Sebastian's POV
"SEBASTIAN! NOT ANOTHER STEP!" my father yelled after me and I halted in my tracks, slowly turning to face him. He was livid and red in the face. His eyebrows creased on his forehead as beads of sweat form over them.
"Dad, I can't—"
"I don't want to hear of it, son. What has gotten into you, huh? Why walk out on your own wedding and your own people?"
"Dad, I'm not ready to—" I tried to explain but he cut me off again.
"Sebastian, so help me, if you don't go back into that Chapel and repeat your vows—"
I had had it with him telling me what to do. "That's the problem with you, Dad, you don't listen. I'm not ready for all of this! I've tried but I can't do it.
"Now I fully understand why my mother ran away and took me with her. Since I've come back, being king is all
