Ernando walked with an air of arrogance. Being spoiled since birth with attention from all those around him, the crown prince had never felt the need to prove himself.

Then you rejected him. A servant rejected him. You dismissed him as if he was another peasant boy in the village, not the next ruler of a kingdom. How dare you disrespect him like that? He had no clue how to move forward. He needed you to like him.

“Stop.” Ernando ordered as he cornered you in the hallway. All week he had tried to get you alone yet this was the first time he successfully did so. “You’re stupid, you know,” he said. “And I hope you’ve come to your senses.”

Say you like him. Say you love him. You must.