My Royal Assassin

Chapter 8: Just a walk, nothing more

Chapter Eight

Sahara's POV

"No way!" I shout in disbelief looking at James; who is now looking so embarrassed. "Aww, don't be shy little cuz, it's alright."

He narrowed his eyes at me with his face still red. I press my lips in a thin line to keep myself from laughing, and suddenly I can't take it anymore and I laugh. Who would have thought that Caelan can force him to spill the most embarrassing moments of his life?

It's been hours since the little memory throwback or whatever that is, happened, and as far as I can tell it's been a fun hour so far. Caelan started to act more friendly and he also talked more often and did not just nod or shake his head. And let's just say, I am so enjoying myself especially with this new behavior of him.

I look at him to see him looking at James with amusement glinting in his eyes and for a moment I feel like my world stop, even the sound of birds chirping is suddenly blocked from my ear, and it's just him. The feeling of my heart pounding is returning and I also feel the heat of my body and the tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach that I only feel when I'm with him or when I look at him.

I heard a small voice cleared his throat and I look at James who is now looking at me with a knowing look while smirking. My eyes widen and I narrowed my eyes on him in a warning. But he just ignored it and look at Caelan, who is also now looking at me.

"Do you wanna hear a story, Caelan?" James asked, looking at me. I panic and I look at him horrified. I look at Caelan and smile tightly while shaking my head.

"Okay, fine." he shrugged his shoulders. I feel my heartbeat increase more. No, no, no. What should I do?

James was about to open his mouth but to my complete and utter relief, a servant arrive and bowed her head at us. I recognize her as one of the Castle's cooks and she's pretty old as well.

"I apologize your highnesses but Lady Evangeline is looking for Prince James," she said. I turn to look at James with a relieved but taunting smirk.

"Oh, would you look at that, Prince James is needed by his mother, how sad." I taunt but pretend to look sad, slightly battling my eyelashes at him.

"Just wait for a moment, I just need to spill a bean here," he ordered and the old lady nodded bowing her head. James smiles fakely at me, and I feel my eyes widen in panic. "So this is my story for you. My cousin here Sah. . . "

I stand up cutting him off and walk towards him hurriedly. "I'm so sorry little cuz but your mom will be upset if you didn't go to her immediately. So bye-bye." I said pulling him up and gesturing for him to go out.

He was about to protest but the old cook is back and leads him out. I smile in triumphant despite the glare he's giving me, and turn to look at Caelan who is looking at me in confusion with slight amusement on his face.

"What was that about?" he asked. I look towards the garden avoiding his intense stare.

"Er, that was nothing, don't worry about it." I chuckle nervously, waving my hands dismissively. He just nodded his head and also look at the beautiful garden in front of us.

We soon fell into a surprisingly comfortable silence. I thought it would be awkward if we both stay in the same place together, but I'm wrong. This is new and yet I feel so familiar with this feeling.

I look at him to see his face going back to its stoic expression and his eyes narrowed. I frown and straighten up; he looks so deep in thought like something is bothering him, like something in his mind is debating.

"Uh, er, Caelan, you okay?" I asked hesitantly. His head snapped in my direction, and I flinched at his cold glare, my stomach churning.

He seemed to snap out, and shake his head with eyes widening. He looks at my slightly scared and confused look and a flash of guilt and pain crosses his eyes but it quickly disappeared. He cleared his throat.

"You want to take a walk?" he asked and I sighed in relief. He's back. I nodded my head and smile.

"Sure."

We stand up and leave the gazebo and walk down towards the garden. Neither of us speaking, but I'm okay with it, as long as he is kind and less rude.

We finally reached the garden and a combination of different flowers surrounded us; like sunflowers, tulips, roses, orchids, and so many more.

"So tell me about yourself." he finally broke the comfortable silence and my eyes slightly widen. "You didn't say much about yourself earlier." he looks at me and I feel my heart begin to pounds rapidly again.

"Uh, there is really nothing to tell," I say nervously. He is the only one besides my mother that can make me feel this nervous. He chuckles, and I froze. It's the first time I heard him laughed.

"The ambitious Iris crown Princess has nothing to tell?" he teased. Wow, what the hell happened to him. I look at him and crossed my arms over my chest. But he just looks at me in challenge. I sighed.

"Okay, fine, you win," he smirks and I scowl at him. "I will tell you this but promise me that you would tell no one," I warn.

"Okay, I promise." I sighed again and walk closer to him. He raised an eyebrow but I ignore it.

"I.... I don't want to be a Queen." I started and looks down. "I tried to tell that to my mother but of course, she ignored it, saying that I was just overwhelmed." I laugh humorlessly, feeling his intense stare on me but I still didn't lookup.

"I thought that she was right and maybe I would change my mind and accept that I like to be the Queen, but time flew by and I still didn't like the idea of it and I just realized that I want to be something else." I finally look up at him and I feel my breath hitch at the softness of his eyes and also a look that I can't quite decipher.

"And what it is that you wanted to do?" he asked softly.

"I want to be a fighter, a warrior. I want to fight through battles and wars and also save many people's lives."

"Then why don't you tell to the council to change the Kingdom's heir?" I sighed and shrugs.

"I don't want to disappoint my mother. I want to make her proud of me, and the only way to do that is for me to do what she wants me to be." I explained.

"And what about you? what about the things you want to be? about the things you like to be?" he argues. I shrugged again and looks at him intently; my mind going back to the couple in my previous dreams.

"I guess, I should learn to accept that there are things that are not meant to happen"