The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 37

"Desmond," The Queen stood up, walked towards me, and embraced me in a hug.

"Everything is going to be alright, my boy." She took my hand and led me to the couch to sit with her. "Does Randy know about this?" She asked, but I shook my head in response.

"Then let us keep this between us without letting him know because he will be devastated when he learns about this." She said and sighed then she turned to face the King. "I thought we got rid of her. Why is she returning after all these years?"

The King also let out a sigh and started pacing around the room. "We have to inform Helen about this. Only she will be able to answer our questions, and if Desmond truly heard the voice, then it means it's going to happen, and we have to be careful." He said, letting out a deep sigh.

"No matter what happens, don't tell Randy about this."

"That's why I don't want to be separated from him for the remaining two months that I am going to be alive."

"Don't say that." The Queen reassured, gently rubbing my shoulders. "You are going to be fine, and nothing is going to happen to you. We will sort this out."

I nodded, hoping for a solution. "I just want to be with him until I..."

"Randy will be in danger too." The King reminded me.

I looked at the Queen for help.

She sighed and then looked at the King. "Newman, we can ensure they are always protected at all times, making sure nothing happens to them. That way, they can spend time together."

The King shook his head. "I am still against what they are. I am not disgusted that they are partners, but the fact that they will be rebuked once the world replaces out about them, and he is going to die in two months. You know how Randy is. When you were gone for five years, he couldn't move on and kept remembering you. So that is..."

"Newman, they are in love just like us, and nothing we do will separate them because they care about each other. We just have to make sure that they are not attacked."

"Oh, goodness, Gina," The King sighed. "Fine. The investigation into the attack is already in progress, and whoever attacked our son will surely pay for it soon. I am going to make sure that happens, and you," He pointed at me. "Don't tell anyone about you and Randy, and..."

"Sonnia already knows." I interrupted.

The King groaned. "Is she the only one?"

I nodded. "Fine," He said. "We can deal with that. I will let you two be in secrecy, and as for your death, we will replace a way to stop it because, Desmond, I don't want you to die. Because of you in the past, we were able to get our son back." I stared in confusion, wondering what he meant by that. I had no memory of Randy being on the verge of death, so I couldn't figure it out.

"You can't remember that time, but we do." The Queen said and rubbed my shoulder. "Go comfort, Randy. He's in a bad mood, and don't tell him about what is to happen until we figure it out."

I nodded in response, stood up from the couch, and then bowed my head to them.

"I shall take my leave now."

"Wait," The Queen also stood up and followed me out of the room.

Standing by the door was one of the guards holding a flask. "Take this to Randy. I'm sure he's starving." She said.

I received the flask from the guard and bowed my head again. "Yes, Your Highness," I said to her and then walked away.

I headed to Randy's room and knocked.

"I thought I said I don't want anyone here." His hoarse voice sounded from inside the room.

The queen wasn't lying when she said he was in a bad mood. He truly was.

I entered the room, and when he saw me, I noticed how his eyes widened. He was not expecting to see me.

I smiled warmly at him and greeted him, "Hey, Randy."

Randy attempted to stand up but instead, he ended up groaning in pain as he couldn't.

I didn't waste time, I dropped the flask in my hand on the nearby table and rushed to his side, pulling him into a tight hug.

"I missed you," Randy whispered.

"I missed you too."

I pulled away from the hug and cupped his face. "I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you from danger. It should have been me instead." I said to him.

"Shut up," He frowned. "Don't say such things around me."

I chuckled and kissed his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore, but not as sore as when we do it." He joked.

I laughed and kissed him gently on the lips.

It was a short kiss, and I quickly pulled away, and we both stared into each other's eyes. "See," I stood up and grabbed the flask from the table. "The Queen asked me to bring this to you."

He frowned at the mention of his mother.

"I convinced them, Randy," I announced to him.

"About what?"

"About us. I never knew that you would reveal the truth about yourself, but that was so good, and I must say that I'm proud of what you've become." I said, kissing his forehead.

Randy frowned at me, and I could see the suspicious look on his face.

He was too smart to be fooled, and I had to convince him that the King and the Queen had accepted us being together. "If they hadn't, then I wouldn't be here. They said that our relationship should be in secrecy from now until we're ready to inform the world." I lied.

I had to add that to make it sound convincing. I didn't know when tears rolled down my face, but Randy noticed it.

"Why are you crying?" He asked. "Is everything alright with you?"

I nodded in response. "Yes, I'm just so glad to have you as my boyfriend." I said and hugged him again.

"Me too." He replied.

I closed my eyes as I hugged him, imagining how our lives would have turned out if I didn't have only two months to live.