His bodyguards closed the door and he turned to look at the nerd 
"I think you know why I have called you here Miss Williams"
The nerd fidgeted with her specks and looked up at the next heir in line to the throne.
"If having a crush on someone is a crime then you can call me a criminal your Majesty"
He smirked and stood in front of her seat making her drop her gaze to his thousand dollar shoes.
"Having a crush isn't but stalking someone is"
She kept silent accepting that she did commit such crime,not only once but multiple times.
"Anyways what do you like about me Miss Williams?"
He asked placing his both hands on the armrests and moving his face closer to her.
She held her breath as her insides screamed anxiety.She could feel her hands turning cold while her cheeks burning with fire.
"Is it my face or is it my family name ?I demand a true reply Miss please don't bother lying"
She looked up unable to form words to express herself.She liked so many things about him ,how can she explain them all to him.
"Well my dear stalker if you don't answer I am left with assumption."
She still didn't reply.Till he stays this near to her breathing itself was a big task speaking was impossible for her.
"okay then my last question
Have you stalked about my love life?"
She looked up into those pools of blue and moved her head in a no
"Well that should have been the first thing you should have googled about me...anyways let me enlighten you a bit ...I don't do relationships...I don't love Miss Williams ..I just fu**...is that what you want from me so that you stop following me?"
His straightforward question made her turn hundred shades redder...the word he used was enough to lower her gaze and burn her insides with a new swirl of emotions.
"No"
She managed to speak 
"Then stay the fu** away from me Miss Williams because I will only break your heart"
He turned around to leave when he heard her 
"This is what I like about you the most Your Highness..your honesty"

Crushing on your majesty

But a change in your thinking, the fire which will never let you surrender.


So lighten your sparks and give them winds of change,


Making this world know who is the best player in this game.


Cold winds of December were making the province of Evanguard shiver in a cold gust of winter.


Fog surrounded the palace but warm yellow lights warmed the interiors of it.


Fires were lit and people were chatting around.


This being the biggest event of the year, everyone was invited and you could see ladies dressed in expensive gowns and men wearing tailor made texedo's.


The young prince ,now the king your majesty stood in the centre ,engaged in a conversation with a very important guest.


His eyes falling on his watch again and again,his eyes searching for someone.


King Harold stood next to him ,his eyes showing happiness but his heart filled with heaviness.


Chapter 34 The New Year Winter Ball