Set the palace on fire

Davy got up from his seat and matched forward to leave. He had lost control of his life and the book, the only thing that was left for is wallow in sympathy. He was not going to live as the prince, it wasn't the life that he wanted and no one could tell him otherwise. 

Especially when the subject of his affection was none other than the boy who broke his heart and stumped on it with a victory dance. No sorry was ever going to fix their past, he had been hurt for far too long to care anymore about his past that connected the tow of them. 

It was said that if a person was capable of hurting once then they can do it again without hesitation and he didn't want that. He would be a fool if he were to invite the same pain that Jason put him through in the past. He wasn't going to let the man sway his heart and make him believe in a fairy tale that wasn't real. There was only one story that he trusted.