The Crown Prince's Love

Desmond's POV:

"This place is so silent," I commented as we walked up a long, grand staircase. Even though I was speaking softly, I could hear my voice echoing up the stairs.

Where was I?

I had no idea because the last thing I remembered was seeing Tyler, Randy's cousin who bears an uncanny resemblance to John back home and now, I had appeared here where I didn't even know.

Servants were scattered about, too many to count. "Do you have a silent policy, or is this part of your tradition of not allowing your workers to talk?" I asked him.

"For someone who should be resting, you seem to have a lot you want to talk about. Save that for tomorrow during the press conference, then, you shall be allowed to speak your mind as you wish," Randy replied. "it will be the morning when I shall announce you as my man!"

I scoffed. "Does the royal home have a silent policy, or am I missing something?" Randy stopped walking and looked down at me. "What do you mean?" he frowned at me. "i am disappointed that you are asking this type of question when you already know how it works in the royal home yet you kept asking questions."

"I mean everyone is silent, even your guards who are following behind secretly are not saying anything," I pointed out. "i have the right to ask," i stated.

"Well," he cleared his throat and continued walking, "there is no silent policy, but my father ensures that the servants are trained to focus only on their jobs, hence the silence."

"Mmm, you must be an elevated person," I remarked.noveldrama

I shouldn't be saying such things, but somehow, i found myself saying the words.

He chuckled. "Of course, I should be. This is my mansion, and I can do as I please as long as I am in control. By the way, the servants are also trained this way to keep their mouths shut about the royal family."

I rolled my eyes at him. "I could have said something about you, gone to the news, and revealed that I am pregnant for you. Maybe that would have made a huge headline, and I would have become famous both here and home." I boasted.

Pregnant?

There was no way that i was pregnant for him and i wouldn't know.

"Really?" Randy stopped walking again.

"You would have loved it if the royal family's name was soiled?"

"Of course," I muttered and clicked my tongue. "I would have loved to do that, but then it would mean that my child would get affected. My child would grow up seeing the bad news about how her father is a playboy and the other father is a whore."

"I am not a playboy, and why are you calling yourself a whore?" he questioned.

I laughed. "Isn't that what the world would call me? They will say that I had forced the prince and got knocked up," I frowned at him. "Stop acting as if you don't know."

"Well, I am not the ruler of the world, but you are also right about that. The world will judge you differently," he admitted.

"Mmm," I cleared my throat as I changed the topic. "What about my things? They are in the inn where I had..."

He cut me off. "Worry not about that," he said and started walking again. "The Royal guard had gone to collect your things, and also, you will buy new clothes because I didn't believe any of your things will be deemed fit for your position.

I frowned at him again. "I don't understand you. I love my clothes."

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"I know you do, but this is the life of the royals, and I can assure you that your clothes won't be perfect for any occasion," he explained.

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe I don't even want this life. It is not too late to let me go back

to uncle Marcus', and you find a perfect bride for yourself. I mean, it is not an entirely bad idea if you..."

"I cannot ignore the fact that you are pregnant with my child. I can't turn a blind eye to that, and besides, it is wrong for a royal heir to be born out of wedlock," he interrupted.

I sighed. "No one wants me here, not even you, and also, the king doesn't want you to get married to me. He doesn't like the fact that i am a male."

Randy heaved a deep sigh as he took another step forward. "Why are you worrying about my father? It would help if you worried about me instead. I am the one who is marrying you, not someone else, so you don't have to worry about anything, and also, I am going to marry you."

"Because I am pregnant," I added. I just hoped he would say that he got married to me because he liked me, but he didn't seem like someone who wanted to be with me.

"I will be presenting you to the everyone tomorrow, Desmond. Everyone in the world will see you as the crowned prince."

The whole world?

My heart raced at the mention of that. He was presenting me to everyone, and I couldn't help but think about how they would react to it. Would they love me?

Would they want me to be their crown prince?

"I don't know," I sighed and sucked in a deep breath. "I mean, it is all too much because last week I was just Desmond, a nobody who had fallen in love with Randy, and now, I am going to become the prince. It is all too much."

"That is exactly what I want the world to see you as. As much as I don't want a scandal, I want the attention to be drawn to you. They will search everything about you, how you are a waitress, and bring up the fact that you were pregnant before marriage. They will use a lot of things against you because that is what the media does."

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I chuckled. "Really?" I didn't sound happy.

"You made it sound exciting."

"It's the truth," he said. "That is why I have stayed on the low for years and avoided the press."

I sighed. "What if I just returned to uncle Marcus, and we forget this ever happened." Randy stopped again.

"Are you insane?" His voice was low but loud enough to make my heart tremble. "You are having my child, I can't ignore that."

"But I can't live this life of the royal. You can marry a more suitable candidate, a female at that. Everyone is already criticing me for being a male who is pregnant. They all find

me ridiculous so the best you can do is to pay me off, and pretend that the child doesn't exist, and everyone is happy," I forced out a laugh.

"No," Randy refused. "I am not going to let my child become a bastard." "Oh goodness," I groaned.

"Why do you seem unhappy to become my prince? Is there something bad about it?"

"No," I shook my head in response. "I just don't like the fact that you lied about your identity, broke up with me, and then I found out that I was pregnant for the prince, and now, I am going to become a prince. It is just too much for me to comprehend. Why do you expect me to be happy?"