《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 75 - My Prince
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"Your highness," Jeffery called standing at the entrance of the prince tent. If it were another day, he would have dared to enter the prince tent after calling out his name but Jeffry felt he might lose his head if he stepped in.
He was sincerely surprised when he found out that the prince shared his tent with the princess. Jeffery looked at the tent and the Princess tent again. Totally at a loss of what to do. He was not sure if he should call the prince once more or return to his tent.
Inside the tent, the two people had heard the voice outside. Prince Sebastian was the first to open his eyes but when he noticed the princess's movement he decided to stay put and wait for the Princess's reaction.
Princess Ellen slowly opens her eyes. Her head was still on the prince's chest and she had thought it was the pillow until she heard his heartbeat. Ellen sat up at once and looked at the man next to her.
She was so shocked at the position she found herself.
"How did I roll so much?," she mentally scolds herself She raised her head to look at his face. She hoped he was still asleep so she could go off the bed quietly but her eyes locked with his charming blue eyes which were as clear as the bright sky.
Ellen bites her lips nervously. She wondered if the prince was going to kill her for using his chest as a pillow. She looked at the prince's face trying to read his mind but his face was blank. 'He is so handsome,' she unconsciously thought while looking at his face. She was lost in his gaze and had the urge to touch his face but she snapped out of it before taking any action when prince blinked his Princess Ellen flushed in embarrassment. "what is wrong with you?" she mentally scolds herself.
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"Good morning your highness, " Ellen managed to greet the prince. She hoped and prayed that the prince would not scold her for her bad sleeping manners.
Prince Sébastien on the other hand was drawn to her lips which she was biting on. He wanted to help her do a better job. He was so drawn in that he did not notice the fear or nervousness in her eyes.
Without a second thought, he closed in on the space and kissed her lips. It was just a peg-like what they shared the previous night. "it a new day, I thought I should kiss you first thing in the morning so we don't forget," prince Sébastien explained.
Ellen nodded her head. She thought she had seen the lust in his eyes. Turns out she was overthinking things. Princess Ellen jumps up on her feet happy that the prince did not get angry at her sleeping manners.
She was so eager to leave the tent that she forgets that she was wearing so little. The first light of day was yet to raise but the tent was not dark due to the oil lamp that was still burning.
"What exactly is your plan princess?" prince Sébastien asked in a cold voice seeing that Ellen was about to go out of the tent wearing so little.
"Your highness, I heard Jeffery called your name so I thought I could go over to my tent," Ellen answered. She could not explain why there was suddenly a frown on his face.
She has never seen him smiling before but she sure likes his indifference and emotionless face more. Even if it looks scary, a frown can not mean any good news.
" wearing that? " the prince pointed at her and the frown on his face deepen. Ellen looked down at what she was wearing and immediately realized her mistake.
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She opened her mouth to apologize but the prince beat her to it.
"so I ask again princess what are you planning to do?" he raised a brow.
Ellen felt dumbstruck. She suddenly wishes he was wearing his mask, that way she would not get to see his facial expression. Ellen played with her figures unable to come up with a good excuse.
"I wonder what your true intentions are princess. You slept in those and did not use the sheet. You even rolled over and used my chest as a pillow. I have excuse your manners thinking you were probably tried due to all the stress you went through.
But I guess I was wrong. You have taken advantage of my goodwill. Tell me princess would it be a wrong assumption if I concluded that you are trying to seduce me? " the prince asked in a serious voice.
Prince Ellen felt like the ground should open up and swallow her. She was so embarrassed. This kind of misunderstanding was the reason she had kick against taken her dress off in the first place.
" your highness... " Princess Ellen s trying to explain but the man raised his hand to stop her.
"who am I?" he asked a question that made Princess Ellen feel her ears were not working. What kind of question was that. He was obviously the prince right? " princess Ellen asked herself unable to come up with an answer.
Just when she opened her mouth and call him the crown prince of Avalo, he spoke.
" To you, " He said. Ellen breath a sigh of relief now that she could felt confident to answer the prince's question.
"My husband, your... Princess Ellen was going to say highness when she realized her mistake. She could not describe the sudden joy that bust in her heart knowing that he was willing to talk causal with her.
She did not know why she felt so happy but even That was short-lived when she realized she did not know what could be the correct way for her to address him.
She thought of calling him by his name, after all, she loved the name so much but she stops herself. Maybe my husband! ' she shook her head.
"My prince, " she called. and Sébastien's face went back to been neutral.' why did he become so scary? ' she asked herself. Sébastien did not really care how she addresses him, he was just trying to spend more time with her, without making it seem that way but hearing the word "my" from her lips made him happy.
It took all his self-control not to smile at her. Although there was nothing special about what she had just called him, it sounded special coming from her. He hoped that they could get along like this. He had been disappointed a lot already so he tried his best not to get his hopes high.
"Maybe if I am normal again she can like me," he thought to himself. He did not even know why he cared how she saw him.
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