The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 9

DESMOND

"I don't want to share a room with him." His words resounded as he repeated it to the dormitory lady.

His words sent a dagger to my chest. I had never expected him to say something like that.

I knew I had been wrong for walking out on him after what happened the night after his birthday two years ago, but I couldn't stop thinking that I had broken Ana's trust.

I had always felt something for Randy, but I had no idea if it was my brain speaking or just me speculating things in my head. After that night, I realized that I felt something for Randy, which ruined my relationship with Ana, and we ended up breaking up.

When I turned eighteen, I involved myself in tedious training with my father, hoping to serve Randy as his guard. But he suddenly disappeared, and I had lost connection with him for two years.

When he showed up again, the feelings returned.

There was some connection between us that I couldn't figure out, no matter how hard I tried.

Why was he affecting me so much?

Why did my heart beat when I saw him, and why was he in my head for the two years we were apart?

So many questions that I needed answers to.

"Are you alright?" I asked the dormitory lady when she suddenly collapsed on the ground.

I thought something had happened to her until she pointed towards Randy, who wouldn't stop talking.

"There is no way I am sharing a room with him." He repeated the words. "Find me another room."

"Randy." I called out his name as I approached him.

He quickly moved away from me when he realized I was near him.

"It is Your Highness to you, Desmond. I didn't permit someone like you to address me by my name. Do you think that because we used to be friends, I will let you do as you wish?" He scoffed. "Call me by my name again, and I shall punish you according to the rules of the kingdom." He threatened and faced the dormitory lady.

The tone. Everything about him had changed. His blue eyes, which used to be filled with emotions, were now emotionless, and he looked cold, frowning with every chance he got.

What happened to him all those years apart, and why did he change so fast?

"I..." I tried to speak and argue like we usually did, but instead, he turned back to face me with a glare as if he dared me to go against him.

"Forgive me, Your Highness," I lowered my head.

That was the first time I had called him Your Highness..

"I apologize for my disrespect," I added, still lowering my head.

"Your Highness, there are no room for you anymore, and what I am doing is the orders given to me by the king. He wants you to share a room with Desmond. He is your new bodyguard, and..."

I palmed my forehead and sighed. There was no need to hide it anymore now that he already knew.

"He is going to be my bodyguard?!" Randy shouted and then pointed towards me. "Who says that I can't protect myself? I had thought this was supposed to be..." He paused and rubbed his forehead. "I hate this." He groaned and headed towards the elevator.

"Thank you, Miss Hilda." I told the dormitory lady and ran after Randy.

Once we were alone in the elevator, I stared at his back and sighed. I wished that I could know what he smelled like now.

Because I trained nonstop with my dad, I broke my nose one time and it's hard to catch on scents now. That was one of the reasons I could not recognize him by his scent when he entered the room. "Randy, I mean your highness." I tried to engage him in a conversation, but he stopped me with his hands.

"You are not to speak unless spoken to!"

His tone sounded harsh, making me wonder if he had turned into a completely different person or if he was acting this way because of what had happened years ago.

"I am sorry about what happened between us." I told him, not caring about his new rules. "I know I misbehaved that day, and nothing I say or do will change it. But please, give me a chance to explain it and..." "Hello, Father." He said into the phone, and as the elevator dinged open, he walked out, ignoring me as if he hadn't heard a word.

I ruffled my hair and sighed as I walked out of the elevator.

I deserved everything happening to me because it was all my fault. If I had acted differently that morning, things may have ended differently, but I couldn't figure out why I was attracted to my friend.

I kept telling myself that he was the crown prince and his queen was waiting for him somewhere while I continued to have this little crush on him.

"I am going insane." I muttered as I headed toward the room.

Once I got to the door, I noticed it was slightly open, and I stopped when I heard him arguing with his father over the phone.

"Why should I share a room with Desmond, Dad?" He shouted, upset. "I don't need a bodyguard. I don't know why you and Mother would do that without informing me. I need you to know that I am not a baby anymore. There are things I can do myself, and I don't think I need someone to tell me what to do!"

I leaned against the door and sighed.

He hated me now, and no matter how many times I apologize, it was all my fault.

If I hadn't walked out on him that morning, maybe we would still be friends.

"Fine, I will agree to this stupid agreement for a while. Until then, I will keep up with all of this, but if he dares to... Okay, Mum. I have heard you."

He ended the call and then groaned.

I took that as a cue and entered the room, closing the door behind me.