《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 66 - A Kiss On The Lips.
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"So am going to die?" Ellen whispered. But she never heard of such a rumor. Not even in the prince quarter. Could it be that the prince was able to hide it so well?'
Princess Ellen swallowed she did not know how to process the new information she just received. It was more difficult because her life was already at stake.
Why did I not hear of such rumor she whispered to herself. The prince heard her but pretend not to.
"Why are you even in my tent? He asked the most important question to him. He has been wondering why on earth Jeffrey would bring his sunshine to the war front. Did he not understand the meaning of keeping her safe? ' maybe he needed to teach him a lesson.
"I was there when one of the men came to inform him about your injuries so I begged to follow him." princess Ellen answered.
"Why? You wanted to see me in my downtime?" the prince raised a questioning brow. He knew why she came, after all, he first saw her in the camp of the injured. but he just wanted their conversation to continue.
"No, your highness," princess Ellen bowed her head. She understood that her actions could easily be misunderstood. " Back in Bozao, I help in the camp of injured so I thought I could help out. I have been in your tent taking care of your injuries," princess Ellen thought it best to explain to the prince.
"Taking care of me? or scooping around for information. You even took off my mask, after you laid on my chest? Tell me, princess, what was your real intention?" prince Sébastien asked. His voice was cold and it sent a shiver over the princess's neck. She was not sure why he could be so scary. When he was looking so handsome and adorable a few minutes ago.
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"Your highness, I apologize if I let my curiosity get a hold of me. But I was a bit worried seeing that you were not waking up after the poison was extracted," princess Ellen stated. The prince felt really happy hearing the word "worried" from the Princess but his face remains expressionless.
"Your highness the dagger used to stab your leg was lace with the venom of a snake. You can ask Jeffrey all I did was talk care of it. I only laid on your chest to check your heartbeat seeing you were not waking up," princess Ellen explained smoothly. Although she was scared she masked her fear perfectly.
Prince Sébastien's lip curved into a smile that disappeared almost immediately and it left the princess confused. 'did he just smile or am I beginning to imagine thing?' she asked herself.
The prince was happy seeing the way she talked to him with no show of fear. Not even his arrogant brothers could do that when they spoke. "why did you take off my mask?" He asked
Of course, he was certain that she did it out of curiosity but he was really having a time of his life just talking to her.
Princess Ellen swallowed, she had open his mask out of pure curiosity but there was no way she was telling the prince that. "when you were not walking up I thought to check your face. My teacher said that when the poison gets into the heart before it is removed there would be a red mark on the victim's face. In a situation like that, I have to administer an antidote immediately. So when you were not waking up, I decided to check," princess Ellen lied with a straight face.
Prince Sebastian looked at her. He had a feeling that she was lying but there was no way to confirm the truth. Moreover, he did not really care why she unmasked his face. He was just asking to keep her talking to him.
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"How long do I have before I die? Would it be painful or quick?" Ellen asked. Her heart was beating fast against her chest.
The prince was confused by her question but before he could open his mouth to ask he remembers what he told her earlier. He had lied to her about dying because she saw his face.
Well, it was not a lie in some way. If anyone had dared to unmask him, he would have already strangled sure a person to death but she was different.
"Soon," he replied without bluffing an eye. Ellen swallowed. She wondered why she had gotten such an unfortunate fate. Indeed curiosity kills the cat," she thought.
"Can I ask for a favor?" Princess Ellen spoke after a short while. She had accepted her fate it was not like there is anything she could do about it.
"Speak," the prince sounded uninterested but he was curious to know what is running through her mind.
"I don't want my family knowing about my death," she replied. Even if her fate is that of death she wanted to ensure that Queen Regina lived the rest of her life wondering how she was. She did not want to give her the satisfaction her death will bring her.
The prince's stared at her. "So wired," he thought. "Why would you want such information kept away from them? They have the right to know," The prince asked. He could not conceal the interest in his eyes.
"Why is he so interested in my reason?" Ellen complained in her mind but she did not dare to voice it out. "I do not want to give Queen Regina the satisfaction my death would bring her," princess Ellen replied.
The prince nodded his head in understanding. "Would you grant me this favor?" Princess Ellen asked with hopeful eyes seeing that the prince nodded his head.
"I could but how about I grant you something better?" The prince asked.
"Like killing the Queen?" Ellen asked. Her eyes shined with hope. "What?" The prince screened in his head. He could not understand why she sounded so happy about the death of someone. If he remembers correctly Queen Regina was the one that raised her. Why on earth would her death make her so happy. He already guessed that the Royal family of Bozoa was not as United as it seems but he never thought the problem run do deep. Beside his sunshine is a princess and should not talk about killing someone so casually.
"I can do that, don't your preferred staying alive and annoying her more. I could kidnap her so you torture her the way you want?" Prince Sebastian subjected.
"Is there a way for me to stay alive?" Ellen asked getting her hopes up. She did not want to die yet.
"Yes, there is an antidote to the curse. I would not give it to anyone else but since it's you and you saved my life. I would make an exception," the prince said. He already had a plan in his head.
"Really, thank you so much, your highness," Ellen bowed in excitement. "What is the antidote?" Ellen asked with a smile on her face.
"A kiss on the lips," prince Sebastian replied.
"What?" Ellen was surprised by his answer.
The prince nodded his head. "I would have to kiss you every day on your lips to keep you alive," the prince stated.
Princess Ellen blinks her laches. 'Is the prince serious or this is some kind of joke?' She asked herself.
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