The Rising Sun

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I picked up the prince's T-shirt on the chair. Wearing it to cover my body.

"How's your body ?" The Prince asked as I walked up to him. My face flushed when I remembered what we had done last night. It may not be appropriate to say this in our current situation. But, he is indeed a tough stud.

"No problem. Did something happen ?"

"We need to get this thing over with and get back. Are you ready ?"

I blinked for a while. The prince must have heard about the kingdom.

"Yes...I'll be ready"

"We take a shower together" he said. I looked at him in shock.

"We rarely get a chance together. I should use it as much as possible to charge my battery"

The prince did not wait for my answer. He pulled me straight into the bathroom. I almost staggered into a fall if I didn't catch it. I heard the door shut behind me.

We walk in the crowd. I tried to ignore a few glances of eyes that looked at the Prince in awe. Prince's height is more than 180 cm. Much different from my height which is not even up to 160 cm. Not to mention his posture which was closely guarded by her. The muscles of his body were clearly visible behind the clothes. There was a dragon tattoo seen behind his sleeves that was folded, the tattoo was coiled along the left arm to the back. The prince didn't tell me but I saw my name engraved on his back.

His distinctive face attracted the attention of the opposite sex. I noticed the relaxed-looking Prince wearing a pair of perforated jeans in a plain white T-shirt. A pair of boots wrapped his feet. And a small bag was on his thigh. Her hair emits a tinge of blue color when exposed to sunlight. The prince tied his hair back. The Prince continued to grin my hand as We walked down the route We planned.

"I want to wash my face for a while" I said pointing to a sink located near a long seat. We were in a city park. Many people are cycling to enjoy the afternoon air. A child was eating ice cream in his hand, while his mother was sitting next to him reading a newspaper. Their pet dog stuck out his tongue with a sparkling look at the passing car in front of him.

We walked past them. Heading to the sink that was five steps away from them. I pull my hair back. The prince helped me hold my hair so it wouldn't get wet from behind. I washed my hands and then washed my face.

"You're the artist Yuki's talking about, yeah"

I'm turning. The mother who was sitting reading the newspaper was looking at me. He pointed at the newspaper in his hand. Right on the special page. There's a picture of me there.

"You're wrong" I said quickly. Prince reacts. He immediately blocked the sight of the mother with his body. I'm wearing my hat.

Some people who were near us, turned their heads when the mother called my name quite loudly. The prince took my hand. Then he pulled me to run away.

We turned to the end of a narrow alley. Hiding for a moment makes sure no one is following us. My breath was puffed up from running. When we were pretty sure it was safe. We came out of hiding.

"Almost" I was relieved. The prince was crouching near me. I looked at him off.

"No need, I can still walk" I refused awkwardly.

"I'm not Lekky, but I can also carry you like He does"

I pegged for a moment. The prince puffed his lips. He's not looking at me. But I clearly saw jealousy in his eyes. I didn't expect Him to see Lekky holding me when We met the Prince who was accompanying Princess Marsha picking her wedding gear.

"He's my brother. Not your rival" I said reminding. I don't want any fights. I finally got on his back. Prince stands. I was a little surprised when I realized that his back was very comfortable.

At night, we were in another city. Stay in an inn better than our first. I sat down on a wooden chair. Looking for the news I need.

I've finally found it. News of my appearance with the Prince. It is more useful to rely on Netizens. They are faster at anything to get and get the word out. I sipped a cup of warm tea.

There was a picture of me with the Prince when the Prince helped me hold my hair as I washed my face. When the Prince grabbed me as we ran to avoid the person who tried to take a picture of us. There was a time when the Prince was holding me.

Netizens are horrible.

The prince was still sleeping on the bed. Busty.

He's like a dark horse. The power seems endless. In addition to preparing all our plans and needs. He never forgets to ask me to make love every time when there is a chance.

Fortunately I've asked Aunt Sheira to bring me the Pill. I'm not planning on conceiving a child for a year or two. At least until Nara was five. Of course I didn't say this to the Prince. She must have completely rejected my desire to delay the pregnancy.

I distract myself. Back to my business. The comment column is almost two thousand since this news in the post four hours ago. Almost everyone asked about Prince Riana. Especially the girls.

There was even a cruel comment that said the Prince was too good for me. I approve of this. I must admit, Since Prince Sera died, Prince Riana has changed her attitude to me. He who is usually closed, began to dare to show his feelings to me.

He protected me and the kids very well.

I remember his words again.

If He marries someone else it is because He has no other way.

Will I be ready when that time comes. Even though I understand why He did it ?.