Ashley's Prince Part 1

Chapter 14

Rather than mess up there I decided to seat at the waiting area while waiting for the who grim reaper doesn't want to be called by his name. I watch the area while it's being filled by reporters, policemen and ambulance.

Upon observation, I realized that we were no longer in the Philippines. This is another country, maybe Washington, D.C. or somewhere in America.

I just sighed and continued watching.

I think it will be 5 pm here as the sun will set and some street lights will be on. The city is too crowded far away from the face of the Philippines it is not surprising that the luxurious cars and Americans people passing by caused my mind to confirm that I am not really in the Philippines.

However, it is funny that I don't even get bored. I just stare, blankly and silently. I still do not lose that feeling. The feeling I felt earlier.

I sigh.

"Look who's here the talk of the underworld realm, Guardian of Soul." That is when I looked up at the man who spoke. But I almost revoked the word 'man' when I saw who it was. He isn't a human because he's a grim reaper too.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Ashley who fond of Disney, her parents consider her a princess so they give her everything she wanted that's why she grew up being pampered.

Like the grim reaper who does not want to be called by his name, this one is also wearing a black cloak and wearing a pandora hat. He has a pointed nose and his grey eyes were beautiful, his eyebrows are thick and his long scar on face is noticeable however that does not reduce his perfection. But unlikely to the grim reaper who doesn't want to be called by his name this one is wearing a smug face as if there is something hilarious.

Okay, what does this one need from me?

In the last few weeks, I was with the Grim reaper who did not want to be called by his name I also lost my fear of creatures like them, I guess I force my self not to be scared. But yeah, I won't say that I am no longer terrified of them.

He removed his hat and turned to me. If Saint has a cold personality as death. This one has not done anything yet, but his pride is already screaming out him. Am I the weird one or him? He was grinning ear to ear as I just stared at him blankly.

Something is off with him.

But what he said a while ago caught my attention.

Guardian of the soul?

"I know I'm handsome but please stop staring it's kinda intimidated me." He uttered that without blinking. I just sighed and remove my gaze.

Yeah, I won't deny that this grim reaper was handsome too but Saint was much more handsome.

Oh, am I being a bias? I don't think so. Saying something truly isn't being biased.

But being a princess should have a prince. So, Ashley always asked her parents when will her prince come. What her parents always answer is tomorrow so Ashley often looks forward to waking up in the morning. Every day her parents tell her different reasons every time she asks why her prince is not there yet which she repeatedly believes.

Instead of paying attention to what he said I asked him. "Guardian of the soul? Is that supposed to be me?"

"Oh, so the most hated Grim Reaper didn't explain to you anything?" Without glancing I nodded. "Yeah, what should we expect. He is Saint after all." It seems like he just remembered the thing that should not be surprised. "But I thought all the generation of Guardians knows it already I mean you knew it, Miss. There's nothing to explain because you already know about your responsibility in the first place. You are born with a piece of knowledge about it." This time he seriously said that. I was stunned in somehow as if something was wrong.

What was the Guardian of Soul in the first place? Even Saint calls me that. a

And what is this Grim Reaper talking about? Is he saying that I am a Guardian of Soul and I suppose to know that so there is no need to explain?

That made my forehead frowned.

But hell if I knew anything why would ask?

At that point, I turned to him. Waiting if he would say more but in the end, I just sighed for the third times. I already know from his face that there is no way he will explain or tell me the truth nor add something. I see that even though he is just smiling.

Maybe I can convince him but I know I will just get tired of nothing. So what's the use if I convince him? There's nothing I can do.

So, I just removed that thing from my mind and just kept quiet.

"You won't convince me to tell anything?" He asked, maybe because he is clueless about what am I thinking. Last time the grim reaper who doesn't want to be called by his name tells me that only he can penetrate what am I thinking because he is my superior.

The heck with that?

I just shook my head to remove such a grim reaper that was bothering my mind and chose to focus my attention on the one I was talking to.

"Let's not fool around here. I know that even if I force you, you will not speak either." I was forced to speak. I am serious doesn't want to talk to any grim reaper unless it's the jerky grim reaper who doesn't want to call by his name.

"I see." he frowned. "You doesn't want to talk to me?" I didn't answer, it wasn't a question after all. Maybe he can't penetrate what am I thinking but my emotions now are visible. I just shrugged and decided to look around. "But you're talking to Saint I saw both of you a while ago talking. That's unfair!" My forehead frowned again to what he said.

What this Grim Reaper is talking about?

But the frowned turn to laugh all of sudden when I saw how his smile faded.

"Why are you laughing?" He then sighed like a child. I didn't know grim reaper can be funny like this. How I wish to see Saint pouting like this. Maybe that's more interesting.

Damn! I can't imagine.

"You are ridiculous."

"Tsk! Everyone's tells that."

"Great, at the list I'm not the only one"