Chapter 8

“You won't disgrace I and this kingdom by shirking from your princely duties, you're the high crown Prince for gods' sake!

You and I both know you won't be crowned king if you didn't attend the academy. Attending the academy is not all about unleashing your powers and finding your helper, it's an opportunity for you to meet others. 

You haven't seen a Werewolf and vampire before, right?

This is your opportunity to meet them, and know their weaknesses, in case another war arises”, he stormed out of the room pissed as ever.

“I hate you!”

I screamed at the walls, my life is officially over. 

I know my dad will like for me to attend the academy. It has been a dream of his to see me in the academy, but I thought he might change his mind if he gets to know how much I dread the academy. Turns out he's more concerned about our family's name rather than his only son.

I hate that man who called himself my father, he's not worthy of being my father if he will subject me to a lonely life in an unknown place.

If he wants me to attend the so-called academy, he can go on my behalf.

My life is damned, what profit will it be to me if I get killed before my powers can be unleashed?

It seems am all alone now, it's me against the academy and the academy against me.

"Your highness”, Kwofo bowed, “what's wrong?, Your countenance is capable of making a baby talk”, he tried to joke.

“ Father said I must attend the academy whether I like it or not”, I turned towards him," Kwofo, I would rather not attend the academy, I will die long before my so-called powers can be unleashed, without finding my helper. I will be all alone, there is no friend to keep me company and no familiar face to stay with me. I know Father will try to find a strong aide I know nothing of for me. Not only that, but I don't want to go”, I whined.

He patted me on my back, "rest assured, I am travelling with you to the academy as your aide, that way I can be with you and keep you company whenever you want”, he smiled. 

His words made me give him a dubious look. 

 Is he trying to make me stop complaints?

“Really? Are you sure father will permit that”, it's too good to be true, father is a strict person? I'm sure he won't agree for him to escort me as an aide. 

He nodded with a smile (he has smiled more today than he had since I met him, he's either serious or Moody, he's never smiling), “your father gave his consent when I presented the petition to him, on the ground you might like to have a familiar face in an odd place, to keep you company”,

have I told you how much I love that man?, If I've not, hear it now, I love that man?