The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 47

~Desmond~

I bowed my head to the King and Queen as I prepared to enter the car that would take us back to school.

However, the King unexpectedly grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him. "Listen to me," he muttered, casting a glance toward Randy, who stood by the car.

"Yes, your highness," I replied respectfully.

"I am all ears."

The King cleared his throat, and my heart raced, fearing he might say something to drive a wedge between Randy and me. Instead, he gently squeezed my shoulders and lifted my chin to meet his gaze. "Listen to me, boy. Both of you made it back here without being seen, so do the same when you're returning," he advised and then glanced at Randy. "My son is glaring at me right now because he thinks I'm trying to separate you again."

Well, that was precisely what he was trying to do.

"Believe me when I say that I'm doing everything I can to protect both of you from what others might think and say about you. The council of elders can be ruthless, and you're still young. I don't want you to endure the same fate I did. The only way to prevent that is for you to put your feelings for each other aside."

"But... I love him, and I can't do without him, and..." I began.

"Newman, what are you saying to that boy?" the Queen asked as she walked over.

"Leave them alone for now. Don't worry, they won't be caught."

The King's expression softened, and he released my shoulders. "Right. Go now," he ordered.

I lowered my head respectfully and then turned to Randy. "Hey," I muttered.

He frowned and glanced over my shoulder.

"What did my father say to you?" he inquired.

"Nothing bad. He just warned us to be careful, I assured him. But instead, he gave me a skeptical look.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded in response, grabbed his hand, and entered the backseat of the van. He followed suit.

Once we were seated, the King and Queen appeared at the car door, and the queen waved at us.

"Desmond," the Queen called out, and I raised my head to look at her. "Please stay with Randy and protect him at all times."

Randy groaned. "Mom, I'm not a baby anymore," he protested.

The Queen chuckled. "You weren't saying that this morning when you were searching for Desmond."

I hadn't wanted the morning episode to ever happen again. Randy had not awakened, no matter how many times I slapped him or called his name. When I called his parents for help, he eventually woke up and started crying, indicating something troubling related to me.

"Don't worry, your highness. I'll make sure he's well taken care of," I assured the queen.

"And don't get caught, because if you do, I'll definitely make you break up," the King added before leaving with the Queen.

The driver, a royal guard, started the car and drove away from the royal mansion.

Once Randy and I were alone, he rested his head on my shoulder with a sigh.

I hadn't asked him about what he had seen, not wanting to distress him further. But now, with just the two of us, it seemed like the right time to question him.

"What did you see, Randy?" I asked.

"Your..." He raised his head from my shoulder and let out a deep sigh. "I saw your death, Desmond," he finally admitted, placing my hand on his chest.

His heart was racing as if it might burst. "I can't stop thinking about it. I dreamt that I killed you, and I watched you disappear from my arms. I can't bear the thought of losing you. I love you." "Randy," I whispered, touching his face.

"Listen to me. Nothing bad is going to happen to either of us. We will be fine. I'll ensure nothing happens to you or me, and we will overcome our fears."

"You don't understand," he argued. "There's no easy solution to this. It feels like a curse that will come true unless something changes."

"But your aunt is already working on a solution. Everything will be fine. We'll be okay, and we won't have to worry about anything."

I placed a finger on his lips to silence him.

"Listen to me," I sighed. "I'm still here with you, and I promise we will figure this out. Nothing will harm you. We'll grow old together and stay together forever." I kissed him briefly and rested his head on my shoulder. "Don't worry about anything else, Randy. We will be just fine."

He nodded and didn't say anything more.

Randy raised his head to look at me. "In my dreams, someone told me that you saved my life when I was a child, and that's why you're being punished like this."

I smiled at him. "It means that our fate was written even before we were born. We are destined to be together forever. Let's not jump to conclusions about what you saw in your dreams. We should wait to hear what Helen has to say before jumping to conclusions. Those dreams might just be a way to mess with you, and I don't want you to dwell on them."

"If you say so," he said with a sigh as he rested his head on my shoulder.

"I just want everything to be perfectly fine because, Desmond, you are my life, and this," he touched his pendant on his necklace, "This signifies that I will always be with you, even in your darkest days, because I am your moon." "And I am your sun, here to brighten your darkest days," I replied. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," he replied and let out a yawn. "I'm too scared to sleep again."

I chuckled. "Don't worry, my Pumpkin. I'll rub your hair until you fall asleep, and you won't have that dream again," I assured him.

"Thank you, Desmondy," he yawned again, and when he didn't say anything more, I looked down at his face and noticed that his eyes were closed, indicating that he had fallen asleep.