Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 42
Writer’s P O V
Yes, I knew it. I knew that something was kinda off with Simon. Thank goodness I decided to follow him and listen to their conversation.
I’m glad Reagan doesn’t have a hand in what’s happening with Ethan and Lilian. But the king, his queen and the crown prince are still left out.
Did simon make mention of the guards Lilian describe-d resembling the crown prince’s guards?
Now I really nee-d to talk with Ethan and Lilian.
***
Next day.
Pink knocked softly on the door and after some minutes the door got opened by Ethan.
“Hey,” Ethan said stepping out of the way for her to enter.
“Hey,” Pink said to him before stepping in. She dropped the foodstuffs she brou-ght on t©p of the table before turning back to look at Ethan. She got startled a bit when she saw Ethan standing right behind her.
“Hey,” she said again awkwardly wondering why he was so close to her.
“Wh…where is Lilian?” She gulped down and asked.
“She? I think she is still having her bath or something,” Ethan answered not moving away from her.
The nervousness inside Pink grew, she kept gulping down her saliva at how intense Ethan stared at her.
“Um…” she shifted on one foot backwards but Ethan took a step closer to her.
“I…What…” Pink was stuttering when she felt Ethan’s hands on her w@!st. He pu-ll-ed her closer to him, ma-king her eyes wi-den a bit more in shock.
“You..what…are you…doing?” Pink kept stuttering as Ethan’sl-ips neared hers. Just as theirl-ips were about to t©uçh, Lilian c@m£ out from the inner room.
“Ok, what is going on here?” Lilian asked, looking from Pink to Ethan who has moved away from Pink now.
Pink laughed awkwardly before turning to look at Ethan for explaination too.
“Nothing,” Ethan simply said before exiting the room.
“Was my brother about to k!ssyou just now?” Lilian asked drying her hair.
“I don’t really know, I think so,” Pink replied nervously before sitting down on the old looking couch there.
“Woah, you really brou-ght foodstuffs,” Lilian beamed moving closer to the bags placed on t©p of the table.
“Yeah,” Pink mouthed drily.
Took it from the kitchen with Prince Reagan’s permission, Pink added.
Lilian smiled. “Thanks babe, I think we’ll be stuck here for a long time. I don’t know the person after us,” Lilian sighed sitting down.
“I heard some things last night. You should call Ethan out,” Pink started. Lillian didn’t waste time before calling her brother out.
Pink explained everything that happened the previous night to her. During her explaination her eyes sometimes moves to Ethan’s. She kept wondering why he behaved that way but couldn’t ask him.
“Woah, so you mean…his guard is listening to all our conversation now?” Lilian asked, her eyes wi-dely opened.
“Yes, I’m sure of it,” Pink nodded. Lilian quic-kly stood up, she rushed out and check all the corners but didn’t find him, she went back inside.
“I didn’t see anyone outside,” Lilian announced.
“As far as Simon drove me here, he is listening. Trust me, he is a prince guard. He won’t be caught easily,” Pink shook her head saying.
“Woah, he is a pro then. I’ll give him that,” Lilian chuckled lightly.
“Simon, you heard us. I can no longer hide anything from you anyways, you can come in and st©p standing. Your legs will hurt you, I don’t intend on going home quic-kly,” Pink purposely said knowing that Simon must be listening.
They all kept silent just waiting to see if what Pink said is true. After about 5 minutes, the door knob turned and the door opened revea-ling Simon.
“Woah,” Lilian blinked in exclamation.
“You can sit here, don’t bother speaking to him. He only reports to the prince,” Pink beckoned on Simon to sit beside her while she referred to Lilian in her last s£ntence.
Lilian shifted uncomfortably on her sit while staring at Simon who has a blank, unre-adable look on. Her eyes trailed down his perfectly built abs. She couldn’t help but swallow down her saliva.
***
Back at the palace.
Pink kept staring at the ceiling in thought.
I want to meet the so called king. How do I s£nd a message to him? I nee-d a perfect plan, I nee-d to see that man, Pink kept thinking.
“Amanda,” Prince Reagan called, interrupting her thoughts.
He stood up from where he was sitting, he walked up to her.
“What is it? What are you thinking about? You look lost.” Prince Reagan mouthed softly cu-pping her cheeks.
“Nothing,” she answered, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. In order to draw her full attention to him, his hand sneaked into her bo-obs and he squee-zed her ti-ght there. A m0@n escaped Pink’sl-ips, she focused on prince Reagan immediately.
“Don’t behave that way with me again. I’ll punish you, and I’ll do it in the most painful way,” Prince Reagan mouthed.
“How do you intend to do that, my prince?” Pink asked, sarcastically.
A sm-irk formed on Prince Reagan’sl-ips, with his hand still on her bo-ob s. He pinched her alre-ady ha-rd ened n!ppl!s, he earned another m0@n from her.
“Geez,” Pink breathed out after a while. She tried moving away from him but he tra-pped her in a position.
“What are you thinking about? Don’t lie to me,” he warned, sounding dead serious.
Prince Reagan wanted to know every of her thoughts to know how to go about protecting her. Alre-ady he has asked someone to secretly follow Derek everywhere he goes, in case, just in case someone from the palace attacks him over there.
Even tho he is no longer close with Derek as he was when they were much more younger, he still de-eply care about him. Although he doesn’t show it, but he does. And he also knows that if anything happens to Derek, it will greatly affect Pink a lot.
“I want to meet your father,” Pink revealed.
“I’m dying of curiosity here. I just want to know the main reason my family got washed away that way.” Pink added.
Prince Reagan buried his head on her shoulder, inhaling her scent.
“You can’t, since you are like this. I’ll have to do it myself. I’ll have to ask father myself, I’ll take my chances,” Prince Reagan mumbled planting soft k!sses on her n£¢k and her shoulder. Every area of her b©dy that was expo-sed, he kept k!ss!ngher there.
“Take me with you Reagan, I…” she paused when she felt another tug and pinch on her n!ppl!.
“No! I can’t put your life in danger. I can’t risk it anymore,” Prince Reagan refused once more. His reply pissed Pink off a lot. She want some much to yell at him but the sudden plea-sure he is causing her is st©pping her from doing what she wants.
Her left n!pplethat he kept tugging must have become red by now. He also kept k!ss!ngher, she is so sure that she will see hitches on her n£¢k when she checks the mirror. Despite all the plea-sure, she still managed to ask.
“What about my lost memory?”
Prince Reagan paused for a while before replying.
“We go see the doctor tomorrow for that.” Prince Reagan announced before burying his head back on her shoulder.
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