Chapter 345: A Repented Prince
Leaning on Arthur’s chest, Talia listened to his heartbeat using her left ear. That rhythmic sound made her feel tired once more.
"I met the janitor myself and I don’t see any resemblance between him and Ralph, Iris." Arthur ran his fingers through her hair. He decided to investigate the janitor himself and that guy had nothing on him that suggested he is connected to Ralph.
"Maybe he really is dead," Talia placed her hand above his abdomen. It was hard as a rock and she could feel the defined ridges of his muscles.
Her mind skipped to the feeling of those ripped muscles on her and she felt butterflies in her stomach.
Ah...how horny am I? I’m here, sitting on the floor in his home office, beside a giant teddy bear and getting all excited with just touching his abdomen.
She wanted to take her hand back, but her hand was enveloped by Arthur’s big hand. He then laid o her lap and Talia felt a joyous feeling in her heart by his little childish act. It only shows how comfortable he is with her and how much he trusts her. She gently caressed his hair as he seemed to be in deep thoughts.
Arthur met with Prince Edward too. Apparently Cyril, Archibald and other next generation nobles received the invite to meet him personally too.
Arthur didn’t want to meet him, but he was caught in the hallways of the hospital by one of the Royal aides and he had to meet him.
Prince Edward looked entirely defeated and he had lost half his weight and was skin and bones. If not for the royal guards by his side, addressing him as ’Your Royal Highness’, he never would have believed the tanned, skinny guy who looked broken as the same haughty Prince Edward he knew.
’They kept me in an 8x8 room and gave a little basin for chamber pot. I lived with my stinky excrements by my side which would be cleaned once a day. I was given a single dried loaf of bread for a day and the man who was in charge of me wouldn’t even give me that loaf of bread if I demand anything. Also I could not say ’I’, ’me’, ’my’ or ’Prince’, ’Royal’, ’dad’, ’King’ and I was locked in darkness for unknown days for demanding my release.
Being locked up there, I learnt that even I, a Prince, can’t demand anything and I don’t deserve anything unless the ones who give me are gracious enough to give me what I need and I have to earn what I need by being respectful. Only if I give respect, I will get respect.