Not satisfied

Memwell didn't want to agree. This threat Bruce just breathed out was unlike his prince. He didn't want to agree that the prince didn't have a little feeling resided for him anymore. No that wasn't true! Prince luscious still loves him... somehow... and he was going to proof it to Bruce. He was going to show Bruce that the prince would forever love him. The prince most be feeling guilty and sorry for the princess and that was all. The prince wants the princess all for children's sake... for customs and traditions and he memwell was willing to share with the princess as long as he was showed the love that was ones showered on him. Yes! the prince loved him and still do. He's just like a man who'd lost a lot in life and is trying to make amends... he must have lost his memories along the line and as a good lover that he memwell is... he was going to remind him of all the good times they spent together.

Bruce couldn't stop memwell anymore... there were no amount of words of conviction that he just haven't used and this man was so stubborn. Bruce just concluded that memwell was so naive that he didn't value his life. He didn't know how to take care of the life he had been given. Or was it that he didn't know the value?!. Which ever it was memwell had completely lost it and if there is no intervention... he might end in a miserable way. Memwell was behaving as though he was a teenager... but he Bruce couldn't blame him much because...first love t

indeed drives people crazy.. But dying by the hands of the one person you so loved.... that was so terrifying...Bruce didn't want to think about it. He got up and walked out of the hall disappointed that his convictions and promises weren't even considered.

Luscious was standing at his balcony when he spotted princess Natasha in the meadow picking up flowers. She was wearing a yellow princess gown.. off shoulder with long sleeves. The back of the gown was pulled together in a tight knot by the laces instead of a zip. She looked like the biggest yellow flower in the colorful meadow. A sun flower. Luscious couldn't help but smile inwardly... the view was so satisfying that he didn't know he'd be watching her so long. Her slow motion movement like she was dancing with the breeze... how she'd slowly pick the flowers off their stuck ... smell and savour it.. slowly place it in her flower basket and then repeat the same process even if it was the same flower and same specie.

Luscious was so lost in the view ... he didn't know he was smiling from ear to ear. His full concentration was circled in her...her moves. Natasha turned and took her basket to go... she was also smiling too.. the feeling of satisfaction had already bubbled up her sleeves and she was dancing.. hopping along until accidentally her eyes catapulted up to the second floor where that prince stood smiling In the distance. As she zoomed in the view she could tell he was lost in her show and had been watching her for God only knows how long... probably forever. As their eyes met.... Natasha frowned inwardly...but it was not enough for it to wear down the big smile on her face. To make it worse her smile didn't dwindle at all.

Luscious was beyond happy.. thinking that Natasha had finally smiled back at him and wasn't looking away... he became gleeful. In a second...he leapt down the balcony and with just two leaps and his speed... he arrived just five feet away from her.

"you look beautiful Natasha... just like a flower.. no more beautiful than any other flower" he complemented.... surprisingly... Natasha's smile didn't fade... she kept staring at him ... although her smile didn't increase and there was no sign that she liked the complement or didn't like it... .. she was just there looking like a smiling Barbie doll. luscious went ahead anyway... he plucked a red rose and handed it over to Natasha... he helped her lift her free hand and gave it to her. Luscious smile had long faded... he was so scared... his heart drumming like he'd get rejected again. But he was making improvement. This was the closest he'd gotten to her... and with the way she was looking at him.. he could tell that she was under some sort of spell... although cast by who?!. or was it just his imagination? or was it a dream?!. he feared to think about these possibilities as Natasha kept still and immobile.

"Natasha..."he called her.. hoping to jerk her off that daze she was in. Hoping and preparing himself that at least if it was rejection...it was better to be rejected than be so close yet so far.

There were little pebbles carried by the wind... making it feel so magical yet so gloomy. He could feel the rejection oozing all around. Had she deliberately remained like this to turn him out again?! Yes! he could tell that smile of her ... he'd mistaken that as a green flag ...but this was too much for him to bare.

"please Natasha... have mercy on me already... I'm a changed man I promise... I need you already in my life... we've spent so long a time in this place being just enemies... Natasha I'm changed... ask me anything and I'd do it my princess... " he was saying... he closely observed Natasha's face even as he kept saying those words... the more he spoke the more than Natasha turned completely into a statue.. there was not even a flicker of emotion in that beautiful face and those eyes of hers... he could see ice growing from her feet upwards slowly... What was happening?! His expression began to flicker... he hadn't seen someone... no matter how strong a blood sucking deity is perform this magic on themselves... this was like taking the life of a person. Suicide. Her smiling face was still beaming in a radiant glow... but her body was freezing from underneath her.

Luscious turned around... the mansion was so far away... he bent down and started hitting the ice... using what ever magic he possessed to counter this cocoon that was cloaking his princess... but to no avail... it was growing bigger and it reached her waist level already.

"Natasha please... princess... wake up!" he begged... repeating the same thing over and over again. What should he do?. The ice was growing bigger and bigger... but just before it reached to covered her wholely... as it reached her neck... luscious was left with no other option. His lips landed on Natasha's lips softly.... he didn't know when he did it... but as his fear grew twin with the growing ice... he was left with no other option... he yearned to kiss her.