Remembering that flower

"This way Prince."

"Georg, didn't I tell you not to call me that here." We just arrived in Amsonia Central Airport, thus we are accompanied by the hidden security and I am dressed casually.

"Slipped of the tongue, Sir, I apologize."

"Do you really think you can adapt here?" I sneered at him.

"Of course Sir! Not only that the culture of Amsonia is very friendly, plus we won't have a hard time adjusting as the people here do not think of someone else's family background and prestige."

Right, the Sangue Empire is different to the Amsonia country, even though it is a small one, it was an open and democratic country. I arrived here in this foreign land not as the first prince of Sangue but as Kallistos Sangue itself.

"Your identity is only known by the officials and the University board, so not unless someone recognizes you who is from Sangue or from another monarchy that is when they find out who you are." Georg explains that made my eyebrow raise.

"That is… at their own risk Sir, since there is a very slim chance for you to meet other people who are from the monarch."

"Did someone I know enrolled in Amsonia University as well?"

"So far, just like your current status, the information for that has been securely kept by the administration."

"It's good to know they are tight-lipped."

"Indeed Sir, and so far, based on the orientation, there is no event wherein a royal also divulges a royal since it will also bring them to the spotlight."

"Then, that's good enough for me." I kept silent as he continued to check on the documents I needed for the admission. I kept my eyes on the green scenery, somehow it calms me and is a good sign that I can have a breather away from those old geezers.

Just a week ago when I was preparing for my departure, the senate still did make a fuss on my father's decision.

"You dare to question the Crown Prince? Before I was a royal, I was a father, I know what is good for my son." Is what my father said to the senate, indeed, my grandfather who is the current reigning king of Sangue, did not mention any objection, yet the senate is making a fuss.

"Is that really alright father? They must be hiding something to let this pass them and now they are here claiming their worries to me."

"It's fine son, you can depart by next week, you'll don't have to worry about them."

"Pri- I mean Sir, we arrived." My mind went back to the current time, I've finally arrived. My hands are cold, my heart seems to beat faster than before. As the car door opened, I was expecting the pressure of those eyes who watched as my foot stepped on to the ground.

Instead, a refreshing scent of nature and fresh air greeted me, there's no cameras, no people on standby, no one who cared to glance at me.

"Isn't it nice Sir, it's been a while since we have gone without the crowd!" True to Georg's words, the students and the other passersby did not even pay attention to any of us. We walked along them at the pathway, they were busy in their own business.

"It's kind of refreshing." This has elated my mood.

"Sir, I will just go in and talk to the administrator, just stay here."

"You're leaving me here outside?"

" Yes?"

"Nothing, just be quick."

"Okay! Don't go looking around Sir."

"What am I a kid? Go inside now!" And so he did, I just sat there on the bench, being aware of my surroundings. To my worries, none of the students even recognizes me, even the feeling of someone watching you from afar, the thing I've been carrying as a burden since I have learned my position as a prince, it's all gone.

Like a thorn that has been plucked.

"Oh excuse me." Am I wrong? I looked at the woman who called onto me.

"Are you waiting to get inside?" She asked me in her broken Amsonian accent, based on her appearance it's like she is a foreigner, is she part of the monarch or someone I've met before?

"Uh… What do they call it." I heard her speak Xanlov, the universal language. Seems like she was thinking on how to talk to me, she must have thought that I am a local from Amsonia.

"No, I am not, you can go in." Her eyes widened as she heard me speak the same language.

"I see. Thank you!" I am stunned at her bright smile. Was it something to be thankful about? Waiting for her to talk more, despite my expectations, she turned around vigorously, her hair swayed and I smelled the faint sweet scent coming from her. Knocking on the door thrice before opening the doorknob I watched her disappear before me.

'She's a mindful one.'

Thinking of it, that girl has never left my mind, she has been always in the corner of my mind, hoping to see her around the campus, but to no avail, two years have passed and I have not seen even a single thread of her hair.

'So she's in the art department.'

My questions that day I ever remembered a woman I met were answered. The art department is two buildings away and the entrances are entirely different and she is in the upper class and about to graduate.

'Seems like the last two months I'll be spending here will be meaningful'

In this dark room two of us are breathing hard, the sound of our skin slapping over each other and the cries of pleasure. I watch her writhe beneath me, as I nibbled her nape, a sweet taste enraptured me, arouses to even take her deeper.

"Ah!...Nghhh!" Her cries sound dry, maybe from too much or that she is tired, but I can't constrain myself and wanted to 'do' her more.

"Plea...se… No… mo---Ugh!" She begs me the sound of her pleading was like a lullaby, I intensely look at those teary eyes, I felt a strong stimulus that tells me to get deeper. As she gasped, her eyes widened and opened her mouth, I seized the moment to taste the insides of her mouth thrusting my tongue in.

"Hmmp!" I drive faster, sending both of us to another climax.

"Ah… No… more…"

"Oh darling, however, your lower half seems to be tightening, not letting me go?" I smiled, enjoying this moment I got hold of what I wanted without any restrictions. It was already dawn when we both fell asleep.

She moved trying to get up, that I pulled her, I could feel her body stiffened. She must have been in a daze realizing the all steamy scenes we did last night. This is more than just a one night stand, but a full sex session.

"Good morning darling." Trying so hard not to laugh at her surprised expression, I kissed her forehead. The feeling of waking up holding someone is refreshing, I've never held a woman in my sleep like this one I am doing right now.

"Ah...G-good morning…" the corner of her eyes still a bit red from crying of pleasure last night, I remember that sensual moans and the erotic scene before my eyes as I take her again and again.

It is hard again not because of the morning, but because I want to get inside of her right at this moment.

"W-wait!" Her eyes glances at what is underneath the blanket.

"They said it is refreshing to start a day with exercise."

"Haven't you had too much already?"

"I can't get enough of you."

"I am not prepared so please---" Before she finished her words, I already got into her.

"We did it plenty of times so it's still lost, look how you easily accepted me in."

"Ah...No…" Despite her objection, we got ourselves busy.

I am not letting go of this flower I plucked.