? ROYAL STRUGGLE FOR LOVE ?
? Who’s
My
Baby’s
Father ?
By: Racheal Dennis.
Episode 12?
? Prince Harry’s POV ?
“Your highness, I’m sorry”
I raised my head from the book I was reading and looked at Mark, he’s standing with his head bowed before me.
“What exactly are you sorry about?” I asked him.
He falls on his knees. We’re currently in my study, it’s almost twenty minutes since Elena left with Gabrielle and I pray she doesn’t come back soon. Cause by Mark’s reaction, I’m guessing this is gonna be a long talk.
“I failed in my duty, I failed to protect you” he said.
I rolled my eyes. Can he for once forget and our guard and Prince relationship.
I stand up and walk round my table and help him stand up.
“Mark, stop blaming yourself over nothing. As you can see, I’m fine, nothing happened to me” I told him.
“But we… ”
“Ok, that’s enough” I interrupted him. “Tell me, were the boys able to catch the shooter?”
“Yes, but he… ” He trails off.
I raise my brows encouraging him to continue, but instead he bowed his head, looking at the floor as if something interesting is on it.
“But what Mark?” I asked eagerly.
“But he took some pills and died before we could interrogate him” he said.
“Fuck!!” I exclaimed and punch the wall beside me.
“Your highness, please don’t hurt yourself” Mark said examining my hand, there’s blood on my knuckles but I don’t care about that right now.
I take my hand from him and pull on my hair frustratingly.
“Fucking hell!! Our witness is gone!” I said angrily.
“Do we need him?” Mark asked.
Is he for real?
“Mark, are you alright upstairs?” He looked at me feeling confused. “Of course we need him!”.
“No we don’t, your highness. We just have to tell his Majesty what happened and who’s behind it” he said.
I laughed sarcastically.
“Just listen to yourself, Mark. Do you think my father will believe anything we say without evidence to back up our claims?. After all Stephano is his son, he won’t believe that his son is that ruthless. We need something to make her m believe us” I explained to him.
We both stays silent for some minutes.
My father loves all his kids equally, he won’t believe me without solid proof. He’ll think I’m just throwing tantrums because I have an argument with Stephano.
My dad always pretend like he doesn’t know about the fight between Stephano and I, he knows very well that Stephano doesn’t get along with me, but he doesn’t say anything.
He just watch us fight, I guess he doesn’t want to take sides.
“Your highness, we have evidence already” Mark said. I turned to him and look at him eagerly. “The poisoned wine is still with us, we can find it to the dogs to show his Magesty that our claim is true”.
I shake my head in denial.
“No”
“Why?” He asked.
“Without someone to witness for us, it’ll seem like we’re framing him” I take in deep breaths. “Let’s forget about it for now, just keep looking. Maybe we’ll find somethings” I told him.
“Yes, your highness”
I dismiss him with a wave of my hand. I sit back in my chair and lay back, massaging my head softly.
I don’t understand why Stephano is fighting so much to get the crown, if it’s up to me I’d love to give it to him.
But for the sake of the people of Peoria, I won’t, Stephano doesn’t seem like he’ll put Peoria first, his heart is not big at all.
From now on, I’ll be one step ahead of Stephano and I’ll make sure I expose his wrongs to father. I can’t let innocent people suffer from Stephano’s greed.
? Stephano’s POV ?
My mom dropped the magazine she was reading on her lap, and turned to me with a smile.
I’m here with only one thing in my mind. Emotional blackmail.
“Mom, I need your help with something”
“And what is that?” She asked.
“You know what I’m talking about, Mom” I answered.
She chuckled softly. She stands up and sit next to me, she puts her hand on my shoulder. I already know what she’s about to say, it’s what I dread to hear.
“Stephano” she paused and look at my expectation. “I can help you with anything but the throne”
I move away from her with a scorn on my face.
” Why!” I asked.
“My son, this is why I can’t help you get the throne. Your personality doesn’t match the crown, you’re quick to anger and….. ”
” Don’t, Mom!” I interupts her. “Why do you always side with that ba$tard?”
She comes in front of me and glared at me.
“Don’t call your brother that” she scolded me.
I scoffed.
“Why won’t I call him a ba$tard? That’s what he is, he is not even your son! Why are you prioritizing him over me?! Why?”
“Stephano! I didn’t priorize him over you! Right from the start, I’ve treated you two the same, I’ve never been partial in my love for you two. I just don’t want to help you take the crown because you’re not fit to be king” she told me.
“Really?!” I released a dry laugh. “So, you’ve made up your mind to help that ba$tard, right?”
“Stephano, don’t say that”
” Fine. I know why you’re doing this, you’re atoning up for your sins cause you are feeling guilty” I told her.
I see her eyes grow wide. I see fear and guilt in her eyes.
I guess I just hit the right nerve.
? Elena’s POV ?
Gabrielle and I had lots of fun, and I swear, she’s my bestie made from heaven. It’s like our connection was designed in heaven, she’s so much fun to be with.
She left me alone in the garden, she had something important to do. Trying to trace my way back to Harry’s mansion, when I mistakenly stumbled upon a secret.
I heard voices arguing but I can’t recognize the voices, and it seems like they are arguing about something really important. I move closer and put my ear on the window.
“Stephano, what has come into you? Are you going crazy?” A female voice said.
I recognize the voice now, it sounds like Harry’s mom.
“Yes Mom! I’m going crazy! I’m the first son and I obviously deserve the crown, why are you happy with Harry having it. He’s not even your son!”
My eyes grow wide. Harry is not the Queen’s son?.
Did Harry even know about this?.
Suddenly to hear a loud sound, like the sound of a slap.
“I’m telling Stephano, don’t ever say that again. Harry is my son in my heart and he deserves the crown” the queen said.
It was silent for some time. Before Stephano lets out a dry laugh and start to clap his hands. Then he stops.
“Mom, I’m telling you for the last time. If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone how Harry’s mom died because of you”
I gasped quietly.
“I… I.. I don’t know what you’re talking about. You don’t know what happened” the queen said.
“Oh? I don’t? I was there remember? You killed her, you killed Harry’s mom just to be queen, so why can’t I do the same to Harry? Huh, tell me Mom” Stephano told her.
This is too much information. The queen doesn’t strike me like a person with bad intentions, she seems so gentle like she couldn’t even hurt a fly, so how can she killed someone.
“Stephano, I didn’t kill her. I didn’t…” She trails off as her voice breaks.
” Stop denying it, Mom. You know you killed her, her blood is in your hands” Stephano taunt her.
I step away from the window. I can’t listen to this anymore, I can’t. But I don’t know if Harry knows about any of this.
Just when I’m about to leave, when I feel something hit my head very hard, I fall down and feel someone carry me on their shoulder.
I wanted to fight back, but darkness clouded my vision and I give up.
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