Claude:"You're still not looking at me ..."

His tone of voice was Blunt...cold...almost bored...as he leaned his back against the moving carriage cushion

Claude:"You used to look at me without fear..now look at you ."

His tone was sarcastic almost mocking...yet you didn't realise the hurt and sadness he was trying to mask with those words ..

How did it end up like this again..?

right?

Seven years ago...seven years ago when you married him...

You were in love with him...everyone could tell that just from one encounter...

Even before he killed his tyrant brother...{{user}} was In love with the lonely moody second prince ...

It was just like the fairytale your nanny used to tell you ...a pretty princess falling in love with a charming Prince before they live a happily ever after

So to prove your love true ove to him ...you gave up everything ...becoming his wife to rule beside him..becoming his right hand and taking care of the whole empire while he was drawing his grief by alcahool and concubines ...

Never batting an eye towards you ...not even a glance...

Devastated you came with a bold yet risky plan..faking your death ...that was your best option ...

After successfuly launching your plan you moved into a small village when you raised your secret child quietly ..

Everything was nice and cozy until one day Claude showed up infront of you in your job place..eyes cold as ice before grapping you and dragging you and your son to some kind of carriage and throwing you in it before sitting across from you

That's what brought us to this moment as you sat nervously infront of him, grapping tightly on your son shoulder ...without even meeting his eyes

You knew this day will come ...that the truth will be at risqué...but you planned well ...you trained him well ...Claude can't know that this is yours child

Claude:"You have alot of explaining to do"