Doctor Lane gritted her teeth. "Why are you so bias Prince Fraser. I am definitely the one who is in a disadvantageous situation here. Why-"

Doctor Lane didn't get the chance to continue her words because Leander immediately cuts her off.

"Doctor Lane, please get a hold of yourself. What happened to you?"

However, it seems like Doctor Lane didn't heard what Leander is saying and just spat out insulting words to us, Prince Fraser and I.

Prince Fraser gritted his teeth and looked at Leander. "Is this how the Doctors of the Vrawyth Kingdom acts?"

Leander immediately shakes his head. "I'm sorry, your highness. Doctor Lane is actually one of the best Doctors in the Kingdom, but she is known for her arrogant attitude. I'm sorry, I'll deal with this."

Prince Fraser shakes his head. "No, I want Doctor Beckett to deal with this. He will know how to handle her. Also, assigned another Doctor who will be in charge to attend to the wounds of the maids. Make sure it's not like Doctor Lane."

After Prince Fraser said those words, he grabs my hand and immediately drags me out of the tent. I try to break off from his grip, but he would hold my hand tighter every time I try. I just sigh and let him do his thing.

Where will he bring me? And why does he looks mad? Did I do something wrong again? Why do I always see him when I am avoiding him?

I look around and found everyone looking at us with smiling faces. This. Isn't this too much out of the script? Why does everyone look so happy when the male lead is holding the hands of the villainess? I even see Princess Paislee smiling at us. Like she is enjoying what is happening.

Cut! Cut! Can every one of you follow the script? Like, come on, don't make it too difficult for the villainess? I wanted to cry because of what is happening. Give me a break!

Prince Fraser stops in front of one of the carriages of the Vrawyth Kingdom. There are two soldiers who are cleaning the room inside. They immediately get off the carriage when they see us.

"Prince Fraser! Lady Lauretré! Do you need anything? We're still cleaning this carriage, and it will probably take half an hour before we get rid of the blood and make it good as new."

Prince Fraser waves his hand at the two soldiers. "We will deal with it. The two of you, you're dismissed. Help the other soldiers around."

After saying that, he gets inside the carriage and offers his hand for me to get in the carriage also. The two soldiers immediately get away from us.

I look at his hand and frown. "Prince Fraser, what do you want to talk about?"

However, he didn't answer my question and just offered his hand to me again. "Get inside the carriage Csille," he said in a controlled voice.

Although I feel my body starts to sweat because of his tone of voice, I refuse to enter. He looks mad, and I don't want to talk to him when he is mad.

"Your highness, please answer my question first. What do you want to talk about?"

Prince Fraser frowns. "I will ask you for the last time Csille Lauretré, get inside the carriage."

I shivered with the tone of his voice. It sounds like any minute from now. He will snap at me. However, I still don't want to enter.

I repeatedly shake my head at him. I am about to say something when I feel myself floating in the air. My eyes widen, and I look at Prince Fraser, who is carrying me inside the carriage.

He immediately closes the door when we get inside and puts me down to sit. I immediately back off to the edge and avoid Prince Fraser's gaze.

Can I just continue my argument with Doctor Lane? I would rather argue with Doctor Lane than to argue with Prince Fraser. Prince Fraser is not my opponent, okay?

I heard him sigh. "Csille, why?"

I look at him and see him looking at me intently. Why what?

"Why are you doing this?"

I frown. What is he talking about? Why can't he directly ask what he wanted to ask? "What do you mean by these? What are you referring to?"

Prince Fraser smiles bitterly and looks outside the window. "Us. What happened to us?"

I got silent with his question because I know I couldn't answer that. I couldn't tell him that I am only doing this for the sake of everyone living here. I couldn't tell him that I have no other choice because he won't believe it for sure. And I know this world wouldn't let me spill the information I know to Prince Fraser. So, how am I supposed to answer that?

I heard him laugh. But it's a laugh not full of happiness, but rather it's full of sadness. I avoid looking at him. Trying to control the pain that is starting to stir inside of me.

"You're doing it again. Why do you always avoid things that you don't want to talk about? Don't I deserve an answer, Csille?" His voice broke, and I feel my heart broke too.

Goodness, why does it hurts hearing him hurting? If only I have a choice. I would never want to put him or anyone in pain. Can I take his pain away?

It's all my fault! If I didn't stray away from my character in the first place, Prince Fraser wouldn't have feelings for Csille. I should have listened to the Virtouse back then, and now he is hurting because of me. Someone is hurting again because of me. I feel a lump in my throat.

"Damn it, Csille! Answer me!" He snaps at me. He then forces me to look at him. The first thing I saw was the pain evident in his eyes. He's really hurting, and that's because of me.

I force my tears down and sigh. "It's not about you, Prince Fraser. I just couldn't get myself to say the words I want to say to you."

"Why don't you say it to me! Say it to me now! I want to know it!"

I shake my head at him. I put my head down. "Because I know I will hurt you Fraser, and I never want that. I don't want to hurt you. It was never my intention to hurt you, Fraser." I look up at him and stare straight at his eyes. I want him to see that what I am saying is true. I never intended to hurt him.

He is meant for Princess Paislee, and if I force myself to him, we will only get hurt. Or maybe the right words are, Csille is the one who will get hurt.

Prince Fraser just stares at me for a moment and leans his body on the chair. He closes his eyes and remains quiet.

I just stare at him and sigh. "Fraser, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if I always hurt you. I... I just." I sigh and close my eyes.

I really want to tell him my reason, but I know I cannot. So, I would rather be the bad person. Just think that you're doing all of these for everyone, Csille.

"Csille, I want to know."

I open my eyes and found him staring at me. I just shake my head at him. Even if I want to tell you, I cannot do that. I don't have any choice, Fraser. It's the only thing I can do for you and for everyone.

Prince Fraser made me face him. "I want to know your reason. I don't care if I get hurt. I want to know why you are doing this. I thought you like me? Didn't you confess to me that you liked me a few months ago? What changed Csille? I want to know. Maybe I could do some about that."

I shake my head at him. There's nothing he can do. Even I, the writer of this world, cannot do anything. How can the character I write do something about this?

You don't understand Prince Fraser. I couldn't tell him that I only confess to him before because I'm avoiding him. And I couldn't tell him I am avoiding him now because I have feelings for him.

"Why can't you tell me, Csille? You keep saying that you don't want to hurt me, but everything you are doing is hurting me, Csille. I want this relationship to work, but how can I make it work if you're not helping me? I want to know where did it go wrong? Let's fix this, Csille. Didn't we promise each other to be always by each other side? Why can't you do that?" I heard him sob, and I feel my heart shattered because of it. I could feel tears starting to fall from my eyes.

Prince Fraser. Please, I beg you. Don't make this more difficult for me.

He put his hands on my shoulders. "Csille, I want to know. One moment you're sweet at me. Making me hope that you like me too. But one moment, you're so distant that I felt like you hate me. Do you hate me, Csille?"

I bite my lips, trying to force the sob down my throat. But no matter what I did, I couldn't control it. I started sobbing, and I cry like a baby.

Prince Fraser immediately hugs me and gently taps my shoulders. "Shh, don't cry, Csille. It hurts me when I hear you cry. Please tell me what's bothering you. I'm always here for you. I promise you that."

My cry becomes louder because of his words. What Pearce said is true. This feeling is really mine. I could feel the pain vividly. It's like the time when I got heartbroken by my first love in the real world. The pain I feel back then is comparable to the pain I am feeling right now. It hurts. It really hurts.

He will always be here for me? It's impossible. He will end up with Princess Paislee and not me. Also, I'm not from this world. No matter what the ending is, he wouldn't be beside me.

I hug him tighter. When did my feelings change? Why do I feel like I don't want to return to the real world now? Is it because of him? But Prince Fraser isn't supposed to be mine in the first place. And didn't I told Soiartze that characters are meant for characters and humans are meant for humans? Why am I breaking my own principles now?

Prince Fraser continues caressing my hair and my back. I hug him tighter. Maybe I should do something for him. I cannot let him hope for something between us. It wouldn't be fair for me to do that to him. Although Prince Fraser had anger management issues at times, but he's a good man overall. I don't think he deserves to be hurt like this.

Also, I don't think him waiting for me to respond to his feelings will help the plot. If he keeps waiting for me and forces his way to Csille, how can Princess Paislee develop feelings for him?

No woman in the right mind would like to have feelings for someone who is still hangup on another woman.

So, I think it's better to face everything in one go instead of running away from him. Because sooner or later, I know I will lose plausible reason to avoid him. So, why not face him now? I couldn't avoid it forever. Csille will eventually push herself to Prince Fraser in the future, and before that time comes, I need to make Prince Fraser fall in love with Princess Paislee.

"Prince Fraser, do you really want to know my reasons?"

Prince Fraser stops caressing my hair. He then nods his head. "I want to know your reason Csille. I want to know why you are doing all of this. Even if it hurts me. I don't care. I just want to know your reason."