The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 50

Everyone stood up, forming queues for different dormitories.

On the blue row, I found myself at the end of the line, with Randy standing in front of me.

I reached out playfully to grab his butt, and he burst out laughing, but it didn't go unnoticed by Sonnia, who grinned wickedly at us.

"You both look cute," she mouthed to us.

"Your sister is so funny," I muttered to Randy.

"And sassy," he added, moving forward as it got to his turn.

He picked a tag and walked away, while I followed and also picked a tag.

"I am number sixteen. What about you?" he asked.

I stared down at my number and sighed when I realized it was number two. "It seems that we are not roommates this time. Who then is my roommate?" I asked, looking around.

"There is no way I can stay with someone else. I can't agree to this," Randy moved forward to the teacher. "Excuse me, Mr. Lumin. I want to change my tent and be with Desmond."

Mr. Lumin shrugged his shoulders. "There is no way I can do that, Your Highness. You were the one who picked the number, and I can't change the rules, even if you are of royalty. It would only mean that I am favoring you for your status." "But..." Randy tried to argue.

"It is only for three nights, Your Highness," Mr. Lumin smiled, bowing his head before turning to face another student.

Randy sighed and walked towards me, holding his tag up. "I guess you and I are not going to stay together," he muttered.

I placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it gently. "It is no problem. I just have to live with the fact that you and I are going to be apart for three nights." I smiled at him, but he didn't smile back, only frowned. "Please smile," I winked at him.

He chuckled and then looked around. "Who then is my roommate?"

John and Henrich suddenly walked up to us, holding their tags. "I guess you two are the last without roommates, right?" Henrich said, stretching forth his tag towards me. "I am number one."

I frowned and clenched the tag in my hand tightly. "Why the hell am I stuck with someone like you?" I said through gritted teeth. "I am not supposed to be in the same tent as you." Henrich laughed and spread his arms wide while turning around. "The forest is large enough for you to sleep outside," he commented, walking away towards what seemed to be our tent.

"I guess His Highness is stuck with me for three nights," John chuckled, winking at me.

I turned back to face him, glaring hard.

"Don't worry, Randy. I know what you mean to the prince." I slapped his hand away from my shoulder.

"I will see you around," I muttered to Randy, glared at John, before heading towards Henrich, who was struggling to open the tent.

"Hey," he shouted excitedly when he saw me. "I am trying to open the tent, can you please help me out?" he pleaded.

I didn't respond but instead crouched down, searching for the opening, which was difficult to replace. "I really wished that I could be with the Prince," Henrich commented.

"He is so beautiful, and if he were gay, I would so date him."

I frowned as I turned to face him.

How dare he talk about my boyfriend in such a manner?

He noticed my expression and burst into laughter. "My bad for calling the prince gay. I just hoped that he was because I like him, and..."

"Found it," I announced as I angrily opened the tent after replaceing the opening.

He clapped his hands excitedly again, and when he wanted to say something to me, I entered the tent, not waiting another second to listen to him.

The tent was bigger on the inside than the outside, enough for two people. There were sleeping bags, a big blanket each for one person, and a bright light hanging above us. Henrich jumped on his sleeping bag and sighed.

"I am so tired but can't wait for later." He laughed.

I didn't say anything and instead focused on my luggage.

Once I was done unpacking, I lay on the sleeping bag and closed my eyes. But a bell suddenly sounded, and I stood up, walking outside the tent.

By this time, the sun was already setting, and the bright lights set around, illuminated the place. I looked around, searching for Randy. Before I could see him, someone grabbed my hand. It was a soft hand, and when I turned to face the person, I was disappointed that it was her.

"Hey, Randy," Ana smiled at me. "Are you enjoying the camp?" she asked.

"Yes, I am, and..." I paused as I looked around to see that Randy was seated amid the siblings, laughing amongst themselves.

He didn't look around for me, and it made me wonder if he even noticed my absence.

I heaved a deep sigh and decided to focus on Ana.

We both took a seat beside John and Henrich. As the teacher walked to address us, I raised my head, and my eyes met Randy's. "Are you alright?" he mouthed to me.

I nodded in response but also replied to him. "I am fine," I mouthed back to him, knowing that he still cared.

~Randy~

My phone buzzed with a message from Desmond, sending my heart into a sudden race.

I scanned the table for any sign of him, but he was nowhere in sight.

The message on my screen illuminated with anticipation, "Meet me inside the forest.. Desmond."

Excitement and curiosity ignited within me.

Without hesitation, I pocketed my phone and headed towards the edge of the woods.

"Desmond," I called out when I couldn't spot him.

"Here" A whisper reached me from behind, and before I could react, strong arms wrapped around me.

Desmond's lips pressed against my neck, and laughter escaped me, a delightful surprise.

"Desmond, you sure know how to make an entrance," I chuckled, turning to face him.

"I wanted to surprise you," he grinned, kissing the top of my head.

"Well, mission accomplished," I replied, reciprocating the embrace. "I missed not having you close to me last night. It makes me hate this whole trip thing." "Me too," he whispered. Our eyes met, and without words, I leaned in, capturing Desmond's lips with my own.

The world around us faded, leaving only the sounds of nature and the beating of our hearts.

I ran my hand through his hair as he gently squeezed my butt, intensifying the kiss.

However, our moment was abruptly interrupted by the sudden, piercing voice of Noah.